The Governess
  By Jane Marwood
  janemarwood@hotmail.com
  
  copyright by Jane Marwood, all rights reserved
  
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  This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit 
  depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not
  of  a legal age in your locality to view such material or if
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  The Governess
  
  It was hot, very hot and Richard had been walking quickly for
  over an hour. The sunrays filtered through the treetops,
  blinding the boy's eyes as he looked up. 'Not much further',
  he thought as he began to mount the rise that led to the lake.
  Richard was dressed, as were all boys at the orphanage in long
  grey flannel shorts, that came to his knee's, a heavy flannel
  jacket, long grey socks, ending in black boots. His shirt was
  soaked in perspiration with the effort of the long walk.
  Richard reached the top of the rise and looked quickly about
  before hurrying on towards the lake. The lake was in a part of
  the wood, which was out of bounds. The boy had heard that it
  was part of a large estate, owned by a local farmer. The
  thought of trespass made Richard look round once more, as he
  neared the small jetty at the lakeside. There was no movement
  in the wood.  Small sounds came from the treetops as birds
  flew and resettled.
      Richard quickly threw off his jacket and shirt, unbuttoned
  his trousers and kicked them over his boots. Underneath the
  trousers were the long old fashioned underpants that had
  irritated his skin so much. Richard struggled with his
  bootlaces, finally throwing them on to his pile of clothes.
  Standing up he let his underpants fall to the ground. Richard
  was now naked and was already feeling cooler. The boy ran
  towards the jetty, his lithe body glistening in the sun, two
  more steps. Richard plunged headlong into the water. The cool
  water of the lake felt wonderful against his naked body. For a
  moment he was able to forget everything and just bask in the
  serenity of the moment, heaven beneath an open sky.       
        It had probably been thirty minutes or more, before the
  sound of pounding hooves had penetrated Richard's reverie.
  Suddenly through the clearing, Richard saw two horses
  approaching. He could not make out the detail of the riders at
  this distance. He could see dark hair blowing in the wind,
  from under a riding cap. He turned quickly in the water and
  set off at a quick over-arm crawl towards the nearest bushes
  on the bank. It became obvious to Richard that the two riders
  had not observed him swimming in the lake. Strong strokes
  brought him to the bank, just as the riders reached a wooden
  picnic table planted firmly in the ground at the side of the
  clearing. The horses slowed and stopped, the first rider a
  young girl of perhaps sixteen years, dismounted as the horse
  took its last few paces. Running, to keep pace with the
  slowing creature she pulled on the reins and stopped within a
  few feet of the picnic table.
      The other horse slowed some paces behind, standing quietly
  while it's rider dismounted. Both of the girls were pretty, in
  fact the blonde girl was stunningly good looking, fine bone
  features, vivid blue eyes and hair the colour of silver. The
  second girl had a face of classic beauty, with dark eyes and
  hair that glistened black in the sun.
      The small bushes surrounding the lake hid Richard well. He
  could see the two girls tying their horses to a low tree
  branch. 'What do I do', Richard thought. He could see his
  clothes, lying on the soft grass only a few feet away from his
  hiding position.
      The girls were talking to each other and laughing. 'That
  hack is the only one to take, at this time of year', said
  Diane. She brushed the nape of her neck below the neatly
  pinned blonde hair. 'Everything else is overgrown', she
  continued. '...still I bet there isn't a gallop as good as
  that for miles'.
        The two girls looked around. Diane narrowed her eyes
  against the sun, as she looked towards the jetty. 'What's that
  'ronica?'. Veronica looked towards the jetty. 'I don't know,
  looks like a pile of rags. 'Well, they weren't here yesterday,
  let's have a look'. Diane strode off toward the pile of
  clothes Richard had hastily abandoned. She picked up a garment
  and held it aloft. 'I'm not sure what these are supposed to
  be, either long trousers for a dwarf or very long short
  trousers.' Veronica, who was sifting through some more of the
  clothes, held up the long underwear. 'Who on earth would wear
  these, in this day and age.
  'I think where is he, is more to the point'. said Diane as she
  dropped the trousers back on to the grass. 'There's no one in
  the lake. Both girls scanned the water, there eyes skimming
  over the boys hiding position. 'I was going to have a dip, but
  I don't like the idea of someone being around'. Said Veronica
  as she looked across the lake once more.
       Diane was looking closely at the rest of the clothes. 'I
  think it's got to be a boy. Who else could possibly wear
  clothes like this?'.
       The blonde girl turned back towards the jetty, looking
  intently at any possible hiding place. 'The jetty's too low
  for anyone to be underneath. Lets walk along the bank'. She
  said as she walked quickly to the side of the lake. Veronica
  followed.
   Richard crouched as low as he could in the water. He had seen
  the girls approach, but had no idea what course of action to
  take. 'What on earth do I do?'. He thought. 'If I'm caught,
  the beating I'll get will be horrendous'.
   Richard remembered the attitude of the orphanage to boys who
  got in trouble, while they were outside. It was not a strict
  regime, but they did not tolerate any boy or girl tarnishing
  the name of the orphanage. In fact it had only been two days
  ago, at the start of the holidays, that they had been told not
  to go near private property.
  
  'Who are you and what are you doing'. Richard looked up to
  meet the cool gaze of the two girls as they looked down, over
  his hiding place. It was Diane that had spoken. 'Well I'm
  waiting for an answer'. She continued.
   Richard still did not speak. His face was beetroot red. He
  crouched further into the shallow water.
   'I d' don't know'. Richard eventually stammered. 'You don't
  know what you are doing. That seems strange, for someone who
  is crouching in shallow water with no clothes on'.
   Diane could see the boy's form through the clear water. She
  estimated his age to be about sixteen a year younger than
  herself. As far as she could see he was a well built
  adolescent. His face was well featured, brown eyes, a straight
  nose and good jaw line.
       'Well if you don't know what you are doing, you had
  better get out'. Diane's cool gaze never left the boy, as she
  spoke. 'B'but I haven't got any clothes on'. Stammered
  Richard, whose whole body was now blushing with acute
  embarrassment.
  'You will either get out now or I will send for the game
  keeper'. Diane said firmly, 'It's your choice'.
   The two girls stood back from the bank. Richard had never
  felt so embarrassed before. His heart was pounding and he felt
  dizzy. Slowly he pulled himself on to the bank. The soft
  grasses brushing his stomach and legs as he left the water. He
  looked up to see the two girls had moved further back.
  The girls watched as he slid himself on to the bank. A nice
  body, Veronica thought as she looked at the firm buttocks of
  the boy, lying on the grass before her.
   Richard raised himself on to one knee, holding his hand over
  his penis and testicles. Wobbling slightly on one foot he
  managed to stand up. 'Well' said Diane, who was now enjoying
  herself very much. 'You had better come over here and we can
  hear your explanation'. The two girls turned and walked
  towards the picnic table. Richard followed behind them - his
  head was spinning. Diane reached the table first and sat on
  it's strong oak top. The other girl sat down on the bench,
  which was set into the grass.
       Richard stood facing the girls. Both hands now covering
  his genitals. He glanced back at his clothes lying a few feet
  away. Diane noticed the look.' You can have your clothes, when
  we have had an explanation.' Richard's body had begun to warm
  in the sun. He shivered more with fright as Diane fixed him
  with her icy stare.
      'We will start with your name and where you come from'.
  Said Diane firmly. Her eyes looked down over his body. She
  noted his firm shoulders, narrow waist and long well muscled
  legs.
  Richard was now acutely aware of the girls interested gaze. He
  shuffled his feet in the grass. He could not bring himself to
  look at Diane, who was now looking towards the hands covering
  his genitals.
  'I am waiting, I will not ask again.' Diane turned as she
  spoke, reaching behind her towards the riding hat and crops
  laid on the table top. She turned toward Richard once more now
  holding one of the crops in her hand.
  Richard started to speak, hesitantly at first.
  'My name is Richard Chambers, I come from St. Matthew's
  orphanage.'
  Diane reached forward. She held the riding crop out in front
  of her and gently pushed Richard's chin up, so that his eyes
  met hers.
  'Look at me when you speak.' she said a little more softly.
  'Stand up straight too:' Richard met her gaze, but found it
  hard to straighten without uncovering himself. He was cupping
  his testicles and penis against the juncture of his thighs.
  The thumbs were crossed over at the top of his pubic hair.
  'Veronica was enjoying the boys discomfort, and knew perfectly
  well why he could not stand any more upright. She also knew
  that Diane was having the time of her life with her cross-
  examination.
  'I came for a swim. It was so hot and we're on holiday for two
  weeks.' continued Richard. 'I didn't mean any harm.' Richard
  looked down once more. He had never felt so ashamed, standing
  naked in front of the two girls.
  Diane and Veronica were both aware of the boy's discomfort,
  but neither had any intention of letting him off the hook.
  'Look at me and listen Richard. You should be well aware that
  this is private property. There are fences all around this
  estate and you must have climbed one to be here now, isn't
  that so?'
  Richard raised his head, looking at the girl while she spoke.
  His cheeks suffused with red and his bottom lip trembling.
  'Yes miss'. He managed to stammer.
  'Tell me, what would your punishment be, should I decide to
  telephone the orphanage and complain of your trespass.
  Swimming naked in the lake where there may be people passing.
  What do you say Richard?.'
  The boy trembled even more at thought of what would happen to
  him back at the orphanage.
  'I would be beaten Miss.' Richard's reply was barely audible.
  Diane looked coolly at the trembling boy, noting the small
  tear running down his red cheeks.
  'Who would beat you?' Veronica asked, speaking to him for the
  first time, 'and what would you be beaten with?'.
  His breath came with difficulty, he looked near to fainting.
  'Matron beats us with a cane.' he replied, his voice sounding
  weak.
  Diane again took over as question master 'How many strokes
  would you expect for something like this?'
  'I d'don't know Miss.'
  'Well how many do you think?, you must have some idea.'
  Richard was feeling very distressed. He knew for certain that
  the minimum he could expect would be twelve strokes. He knew
  of a boy that had left the year before. He had received
  eighteen strokes for a far more trivial offence.
  'I am waiting for an answer.' Diane held the crop under his
  chin as she spoke and raised the boy's head.
  'I think perhaps twelve stokes Miss'. Richard shuddered as he
  spoke.' Maybe eighteen...', his sentence trailed off into
  silence.
  'Well I think', said Diane brightly that you would be lucky to
  receive less than twenty-four. My mother is a magistrate, I
  think the orphanage would take a dim view of trespass on the
  property of a local magistrate.
  Richard looked shocked but said nothing. His cheeks were
  burning and his shoulders were shaking with dread.
  'One last question, before we decide what to do with you.'
  Richard looked at the girl, they hadn't decided yet, Maybe
  there's a chance...His thoughts were interrupted.
  'Where about on your body do you receive the cane?'.
  'Er..on the bottom Miss'.
  Both girls looked down at the boy's body as he spoke. Richard
  was standing squarely in front of them so they could not see
  his buttocks.
  'Turn around and show me your bottom Richard.' Diane said
  coolly. Richard looked shocked but did not move.
  'I think before you start to disobey me, you had better think
  about who and where you are, Richard my boy.'
  Richard stood still for a second and then began to turn round
  slowly. He felt totally humiliated. He pressed his hands
  closer over his groin as he turned and faced the lake. As soon
  as the boy's back was turned the girls gave each other a quick
  smile of triumph.
  Diane placed the riding crop back on to the oak table. 'Stand
  still and don't move.' Diane said firmly as she got off the
  table and stood behind Richard. She placed her left hand on
  the boy's left shoulder. Richard trembled as he felt her cool
  fingers touch his skin. He said nothing as she placed her
  right hand on his waist. She saw him involuntarily clasp his
  hands tighter over his penis and scrotum. Her right hand slid
  from his waist, gently moving in over the small of his back
  and down on to the hill of his buttocks. Veronica stood up
  from her seat on the bench and moved to Diane's right hand
  side. She wanted to see more clearly what her friend was doing
  to the boy.
  Richard trembled, stealing himself for what the girl might do
  next.
   'So this is where you receive you punishment is it Richard?'
  Diane spoke softly as she leaned her head forward to his ear.
  Richard felt her hand move slowly down over his buttocks,
  stroking first one cheek, then the other. She took her hand
  away then brought it back in a sharp slap across his right
  bottom cheek. Richard gasped at the sudden shock.
  'Surely that didn't hurt.' said Diane brightly. 'You can
  expect a lot more than that when Matron gets hold of you.
  'Can I get dressed now?' Richard asked suddenly, fearing there
  might be further exploration of his bottom.
  'You will get dressed. When we tell you to get dressed and not
  before. Is that understood?'
  'Yes Miss, I'm sorry Miss.' Richard suddenly remembered the
  terrible mess he was in. The girls might only be a year or two
  older, but he realised that they held absolute power over him.
  One wrong word from either of them to the orphanage and his
  goose was cooked.
  'What position does matron place you in when you are to be
  caned?' Veronica asked the boy as she moved round to face him.
  She lifted her arm and taking his chin between her finger and
  thumb bringing his head round to face hers. 'We have to kneel
  on a bench and lean over the table.' Richard muttered.
  'Does matron take those awful trousers of yours down?'
  'Yes Miss.' Richard replied looking into Veronica's eyes. He
  had never seen such a beautiful face.
  'And how about those awful baggy underpants?, do they come off
  too?' 
  'Yes Miss.' replied Richard as he watched her amused
  expression.'
  'So you are in a very good state to have a thrashing right
  now.' Diane said as she placed her hand back on to the boy's
  buttocks.
  Diane stroked his buttocks once more and then took her hands
  off the boy and sat down on the bench. Veronica followed and
  sat next to her.
  'Turn around and face us.' said Diane. Richard turned round
  and faced both girls seated before him. He still had his hands
  clasped over his groin. He had felt his penis begin to stiffen
  slightly while the girls hands had stroked his bottom, but he
  managed to contain himself beneath his hands. Diane reached
  behind her and picked up her riding crop.
  'I told you to stand straight once, so do it. Shoulders back
  arms down straight by your sides.' Diane said firmly, as she
  turned back from the table to face Richard. Richard blushed
  profusely 'B'but I'I don't have..' 'We are well aware of the
  state you are in my boy,' Diane interrupted 'but you made the
  choice to take your clothes off while on someone else's
  property. So do as you are told and do it now.'
  Richard's head felt dizzy, he dropped his head and slowly took
  his hands away from his genitals. He straightened his
  shoulders and put his head further back, but could not meet
  their gaze.
  Both girls examined the boy intently.' He really is something
  special' thought Diane.' Excellent features. A really well
  proportioned body and a beautiful penis. A large tight scrotum
  too, what more could a girl ask'.
  'That's better'. Snapped Diane. 'You are in a lot of trouble
  and we have to decide what to do about you.'    
  ''ronica, why don't you go and feel his bottom, and tell me
  how many strokes you would think to be an appropriate
  punishment'. Richard could not believe what he was hearing.
  Suppose he could not control his penis. What would happen if
  he had an erection in front of them?. These thoughts ran
  wildly through Richard's head. Veronica stood up once more and
  moved behind the boy.
  'Now let's have a look at you.' she said softly as she placed
  both hands on his waist, pushing him forward slightly.
  Veronica looked down at his buttocks. She noted their firmness
  and quality of skin. She dropped her hands from his waist on
  to his buttocks. Her thumbs parting the deep cleavage of his
  bottom as her hands moved downwards.
  'Bend over, so that I can see properly.' she said as placed
  her hand round the boys waist, underneath his arm. She pushed
  gently on the middle of his back with the other hand,
  indicating he should bend from the waist.
  'Over you go; that's it.' Veronica whispered as Richard
  reluctantly bent forward.
  'Open your legs, you'll find it easier that way.' still
  holding the boys waist she ran her hand down over his bottom
  and into the crevice between his legs. She pushed the back of
  her hand against the inside of his thigh, making Richard open
  his legs more widely. 'There that's easier now I can see you
  properly.' Veronica said matter of factly. Richard could not
  believe what was happening to him, he felt dizzy with the
  touch of her fingers on his body. The softness of her hand now
  parting the cheeks of his bottom. Seemingly oblivious to his
  feelings, she moved her soft hands slowly and gently over his
  flesh. Richard flinched as her fingertips pulled the cheeks of
  his bottom apart. She felt his body tremble as she kneaded
  each buttock in turn.
  'Just stay in that position.' said veronica, 'I want to see
  how resilient your bottom is.' She stood back from the boy and
  raising her arm a little, bringing the palm of her hand
  smartly down across both buttocks. Richard startled from the
  smack to his bottom, tried to straighten up, but Veronica
  placed her hand on the small of his back. 'Just one more
  smack.' she said brightly 'that didn't leave any mark at all'.
  She raised her palm once more and gave the buttocks a harder
  smack. Richard jolted with the sting of the slap, but managed
  to remain bent over. She could clearly see the imprint of her
  hand on the boy's bottom. Placing her left hand on to the
  small of his back, she gently traced her fingers over the
  marks she had just made.
  'Now you can stand up again'. Veronica told the boy. Richard
  stood once more trying to cover his penis, which to his horror
  was now in a semi-erect state.
  'Arms by you sides, there's a good boy.' said Veronica,
  knowing that Diane would want to see whether her ministrations
  on the boy had produced an erection. Veronica moved to the
  boy's side and looked down at his penis which had grown to
  twice its size and was pointing forward slightly. Veronica was
  delighted with the result. Looking towards Diane she saw her
  amused expression as she too gazed at the boys penis. Richard
  was mortified. His body was trembling under Veronica's fingers
  as she ran her right hand over the boy's shoulder and her left
  hand over his stomach. 'Why you're trembling'. She said as she
  moved her hand up over his chest and teased his left nipple
  with her carefully manicured nails.
  Richard's penis began to throb as she slowly titillated his
  nipple. His eyes began to glaze with the sensation of it all.
  'What have we here young man?' Diane said as she stood up and
  stepped in front of the trembling youth. She looked down and
  waited for Richard to follow her gaze before taking hold of
  the tip of his penis. She held it delicately between her
  forefinger and thumb. The sensation of her fingers touching
  him so intimately was too much for Richard, his penis
  burgeoned to a full erection, pointing straight out in front
  of him. 'Is this the way you behave in front of young ladies?'
  Diane chided him. Richard's cheeks turned an even brighter
  red. 'I c'can't help it Miss' he stammered.' I'm dreadfully
  sorry Miss. 'Diane pinched the end of his penis, making the
  violent erection complete. With her left hand she gently
  cupped his testicles, pulling her nails gently forward over
  the tight scrotum. Richard's breath was coming in gasps. He
  was feeling dizzy and faint. 'Please Miss, please don't.'
  Richard managed to say through the waves of sensation that
  were passing over him. Veronica was gently stroking the hair
  at the nape of his neck with one hand and teasing his nipple
  with the other as Diane spoke. 'I think that will do for now.'
  she said to Veronica as she let go of the boys scrotum, giving
  his penis one last pinch. 'Lets sit down and decide what to do
  with him.' Veronica stopped caressing the boy and joined Diane
  on the wooden bench.
  Richard stood where they left him, legs apart and hands by his
  side. His penis standing up fully, the tip pointing upwards
  almost to his navel.
  'Look at me Richard.' said Diane 'we are going to give you a
  choice of punishment. Then leave you to decide.' Richard
  looked up towards the two girl's faces but was not able to
  look them in the eyes.
  Diane continued. 'We can either, tell my mother and have her
  telephone the orphanage, or you can accept a punishment from
  us. I can tell you that our punishment will not be lenient.
  Although it will be considerably less than you could expect
  from the orphanage.' Diane watched the boy's face as she spoke
  to him. She could also see that his penis was still large
  although now pointing nearer to the ground.
  'You may have a few minutes to think about it, while I have a
  word with Veronica and decide what our punishment might be.'
  The girls got up and walked around the table and toward the
  clearing 
      They stopped some yards away and faced each other. Richard
  looked at the girls as they talked. Both girls were wearing
  riding britches and boots. The blonde girl wore a silk shirt
  that was tied in a knot at her waist. Richard had noticed that
  she wore nothing under the shirt, as her nipples were clearly
  visible through the thin silk. The dark girl, the taller of
  the two was also wearing a shirt but this was made of cotton.
  Large pockets adorned the front but Richard could see that her
  breasts were quite large.
      Richard still stood as he had been placed. Arms by his
  side and legs spread apart  he felt foolish. Occasionally the
  girls looked over towards him as they conversed. His penis had
  not subsided much. He looked down trying to clear his mind of
  the girls and how they had touched and stroked him. His
  problem he thought at the moment was what punishment the girls
  had in store for him. He had already decided, although
  subconsciously that he would accept their punishment. On
  looking at the reception he would receive from the orphanage
  the alternative, although unknown could certainly not be
  worse. It had been known for boys to be sent to borstal. Who
  could tell what kind of story the girl's mother would tell to
  Matron. Would they have him beaten by the game keeper they had
  mentioned.? It seemed likely after the girl's remarks earlier.
  'Well one way or another it would be over soon', he thought.
  The girls were walking back towards him, still in
  conversation. They walked around separate ends of the table
  and sat down in front of him.
  'We have decided' said Diane simply. 'As you are already aware
  this is a serious offence you have committed. Not only
  trespass. It could have been that Veronica and I were swimming
  in the lake before you arrived. That would have been a gross
  invasion of our privacy. Lastly you were swimming naked. We
  could have been most offended at the sight of you. Therefore
  we have both agreed that you should be beaten, either by the
  orphanage or by us. If I have cause to tell my Mother, I shall
  ask her to request that you be soundly thrashed. If you decide
  to take our punishment then Veronica or myself will beat you.'
  Richard just stared at the girls. He couldn't believe his
  ears. They were going to beat him. Two girls, little older
  than himself.
  'Well Richard what do you say'. It was Veronica that spoke
  this time.
  'I'm really sorry Miss, I just didn't mean any harm'. Richard
  muttered, his bottom lip trembling.
  'Step forward.' Diane said, as she parted her knees to make
  room for the boy to stand closer. She leaned forward and
  grasped the boys hips as he hesitantly moved towards her. Her
  hands holding his hips prevented Richard's immediate reaction
  to cover himself. 'Put your hands behind you and tell us what
  you have decided'. She said looking up into his face.
  Richard blushed once more. Acutely aware of his nakedness and
  his closeness to the girl. He felt his penis begin to stiffen.
  The soft, almost tender touch of her hands on his hips and the
  fragrance of her perfume played havoc with his senses.
  'I'm sorry Miss' Richard managed to stammer, the sound from
  his lips was barely audible.
  'Being sorry is not an answer Richard. We are both still
  waiting for your decision.' Diane's hands were softly stroking
  his hips as she spoke.
  'I w'..will take your punishment Miss.' Richard just managed
  to say the words in a hoarse whisper.
  'So you have decided that we will be more lenient than matron
  have you Richard.' Her gaze seemed to mock him as she spoke.
  'What's this Richard' Diane looked down. 'Your penis is stiff
  again, can't you control yourself.' She looked up at the boy's
  face and then down again at the stiffening muscle. She held
  his waist with one hand while she gently took hold of his
  penis with the other. Her fingers gently encircled the shaft.
  She slowly pushed the foreskin back and squeezed, causing the
  boy to jerk his hips backwards. She tightened her grip and
  looked up into his face. 'This sort of thing could get you
  into a lot of trouble, what do you say Veronica?' Veronica
  stood up and moved behind Richard's trembling body. She
  stroked the tips of her fingers over his buttocks. Pulling one
  cheek of his bottom apart from the other, she slid her slim
  hand between his legs and cupped his testicles in her palm.
  'I think', said Veronica 'That this young man is in a lot of
  trouble already'. She gently squeezed his testicles as she
  spoke. Diane felt Richard's body stiffen and tremble as
  Veronica squeezed the boy's scrotum.
  'What do you say to that Richard?' Diane asked as she took her
  hand from his hip and scraped her fingernails over the tip of
  his penis. She held the shaft firmly while she delicately
  probed the opening with the nail of her forefinger. She could
  feel the blood pumping through the shaft of the penis as she
  held him firmly between her fingers. Richard was speechless.
  His head was pounding, his vision blurred.  The sensation of
  the girl's hands on his body was too much for him. She gently
  let his foreskin ride back up the shaft of his penis as he
  began to tremble uncontrollably. Diane looked to Veronica and
  motioned with her eyes to look at the boy's face. Richard was
  breathing in gasps. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were
  suffused in red. 
  'I think today has been a little too much for you Richard. We
  will postpone the matter of your punishment until tomorrow.'
  The boy was taking deep breaths now. His penis was as hard as
  Diane imagined a penis could be. She removed her hands from
  the boy at the same time as Veronica slipped her hand from
  between his legs.
  'Look at me Richard I am talking to you.' Diane said softly.
  Richard opened his eyes and looked at Diane. It was like
  looking through a mist. His head was pounding and his body
  trembling.
  'I said we are going to postpone your punishment until
  tomorrow. Will you be here by ten o'clock.' Diane took hold of
  the boy's hips to emphasise her words.
  'Y'yes Miss.' Richard stammered. 
  'I presume that as you are on holiday there will be no
  difficulty in getting here for that time.' Richard nodded his
  head slowly. He felt dazed. The humiliation and embarrassment
  he felt was beyond any experience he had ever known.
  'You may go and put on your clothes now, but I warn you, if
  you are late tomorrow I shall not hesitate to have mother call
  the orphanage. Is that clear?' Diane's voice was firm.
  Richard nodded 'Yes Miss.' The boy did not move as Diane still
  held his hips. She indicated he should turn with a slight
  opposite pressure of her hands. She brushed her palm across
  the tip of his penis as he turned. 
  'Off you go then Richard and don't be late tomorrow.' She
  punctuated the last sentence with a smack on his bottom.
  Richard stumbled forward towards his clothes. He picked up the
  underpants he had been so keen to shed earlier and drew them
  up over his hips. He picked up his trousers.and quickly donned
  the rest of his clothes. He turned around and was surprised to
  see the girls had remounted their horses. Diane urged her
  horse forward gently. She leaned down as they approached the
  boy and prodded the baggy trousers he was wearing with her
  riding crop.
  'What time will you be here?' she asked:
  'Ten o'clock Miss.' Richard replied: She turned her horse and
  stroked it's neck as she commanded it to 'walk on'. Veronica
  gave Richard a wry smile. 'I bet you think it was bad luck
  meeting us today.' She turned her horse and cantered off after
  Diane.
  
       Diane and Veronica were sat comfortably in large easy
  chairs in the drawing room. Diane's mother sat opposite the
  girls. Diane and Veronica had been friends since they both met
  on the first day of term. They had been seven years old. Their
  new boarding school had seemed gaunt and austere with it's
  stone walls and buildings. They had comforted each other then.
  Often sticking up for one and other during adversity. They
  were in their final year now. Since their first meeting they
  had spent every holiday together. Refusing to go abroad
  without the other going too. They had spent the last few
  holidays at the Manor house with Diane's mother. Diane's
  father had died just over five years ago. The girls had
  decided that Diane's mother should see as much as she could of
  her daughter during the holidays. 'So that's the whole story'.
  Diane said as she shifted her beautiful body to a more
  comfortable position. It was not hard to see where Diane's
  good looks came from. Her mother was strikingly beautiful her
  hair was pinned up at the nape of her neck. Her breasts
  pressed against the silk of her blouse above a slim waist. Her
  legs were long and slender, tanned from tennis and walking.
  'You think the boy will turn up do you two?' Diane's mother
  addressed both girls. 
  'Yes we do', said Veronica, 'I'm sure we put the fear of god
  into him and I think the thought of the orphanage finding out
  will be too much for him. 'Diane's mother had not been shocked
  at what the girls had told her. They had recounted every
  detail, even the size of the boy's penis. She had laughed when
  they had told her of the effect they had had on the boy. 'I
  think it must have been the first time he had been touched
  intimately'. she had said to the girls. 'I know a little about
  the orphanage, from my duties as a magistrate. The boys sleep
  in one dormitory. I imagine there is little chance for sexual
  encounters with the girls or masturbation.' Diane's mother
  turned to take a sip from the glass she held and thought for a
  moment. Her beautiful features lit by the lamp beside her. The
  girls watched her intently. They both loved her and kept no
  secrets from her. Diane's mother was aware of her daughter's
  fondness for inflicting pain. For as Diane had inherited her
  looks she had also inherited the desire to inflict pain. It
  was the most rewarding when she inflicted pain on boys or
  youths. They had discussed this desire between the three of
  them many times over the last year. Two years ago they had
  employed a young girl of fifteen as a maid. She was a very
  pretty young girl and a very willing worker. It had been one
  evening during the Easter holidays that Veronica had gone to
  the barn. Riding tackle and hay were kept there as well as the
  straw bails. It had been twilight as she had entered the barn
  to fetch hay. She had heard scuffling and low moans coming
  from the straw bails. The main light switches were at the back
  of the barn door and as she switched them on she heard gasps
  from behind the straw bails. Veronica, frightened had run into
  the house to fetch Diane and her mother. They ran back to barn
  together to find the young maid and an even younger boy from
  the village, pulling on their clothes. Diane's mother had been
  furious: pulling the girl to her feet she sent her off into
  the house. She took hold of the young boy, who could have
  barely been fifteen and pushed him over the straw bail. 'this
  will teach you', 'fetch me a riding crop: Veronica had hurried
  to the tackle shelves and produced a long slim crop. The boy
  had not struggled but had lain quietly where he was being
  held. She hauled the boy up again ignoring his pleas. 'Get his
  trousers down will you Diane.' Diane's mother held the youth
  firmly as Diane undid the boy's belt and unbuttoned his
  trousers. She slid them down to his ankles and looked up to
  her mother. Diane's mother knew what was in the girl's mind by
  her questioning look. 'and his pants too.' she had said as she
  held the boy firmly. Diane did her mothers bidding and pulled
  the boys underpants down below his knees. His penis, she
  noticed was small and shrivelled lying in front of his
  testicles. Diane's mother turned the boy over and asked the
  girls to hold him down. Diane without knowing why, had reached
  underneath his hips. Grasping his penis and both testicles in
  her hand.
  Diane had looked up at her mother, who had smiled at her and
  nodded her head.   
  Lady Rawlings had brought the crop down smartly across the
  boy's bottom, causing him to yell. He tried to wriggle up but
  Diane kept a firm hold on his genitals. The pain in his
  testicles had made the boy keep still. Diane remembered the
  pleasure it gave her to have the boy wriggling helplessly
  while he was being beaten. She also knew for the first time
  that she liked the thought of having command over a boy.
  Diane and Veronica had often talked about that night in the
  barn and they smiled, as each knew what the other was
  thinking.'
  'Shall we take Wendy with us tomorrow mother. It might remind
  her of what her boy got in the barn that night'. Diane asked:
  'You can if you wish I don't need her. Since she has been
  confined to the house she has been a different girl. Its not
  as if she doesn't know what you two get up to when you are
  home on holiday.' her mother replied:
  'I bet she's not forgotten her thrashing either'. Veronica
  said. After the boy had been sent home. Wendy had been
  summoned to the drawing room. Veronica tried to recall it as
  it had happened. Diane's mother had been sat on the centre
  seat of the settee. The girl had been stood before her with
  her eyes full of tears. 'You know I have to punish you don't
  you girl. I should have you sent to approved school for what
  you were doing. You are both under the age of consent and what
  you did is a criminal offence.' Diane's mother had told the
  girl. Wendy had begged and pleaded for leniency. 'Take off
  your dress and get over my knee.' The girl had taken off the
  dress. 'And the under-slip too'. She had slowly taken it off
  and stood up in just her panties. Diane and Veronica had been
  seated comfortably in the easy chairs facing each side of the
  girl. They had enjoyed her distress immensely.
  She had a good figure for a young girl and her small breasts
  stood firmly above her flat tummy. The girl awkwardly placed
  herself over the woman's knee's.
  'I think a hair brush would be appropriate, don't you?' She
  had looked at both girls as she spoke.' Veronica remembered,
  she had run to her bedroom where she had a large wooden backed
  brush she had brought from school.
  Placing her hand over the girl's bottom Diane's mother had
  taken the hairbrush from Veronica and had placed it on the
  settee beside her. 'I think we'll have those panties off you,
  would you help me please Veronica.' Diane had smiled at her
  mother including her best friend in the proceedings. Veronica
  had bent down and hooked her finger under the waist of the
  girl's panties pulling them down gently. The girl had shivered
  as they slid slowly down her legs. 'Right I think we can
  proceed.' she said. The girls watched intently as the young
  maid was beaten. Her bottom glowing bright red after the first
  few stokes. The girl had screamed for mercy after the first
  ten stokes but the beating continued until the girls had
  counted forty strokes.
  Wendy had been sent to bed after her beating and had remained
  there for the next day in terrible discomfort.
  Diane's mother stood up and reached for a small bell push set
  into the oak panelled hearth. A few moments passed before the
  maid entered the room. 'We've just being discussing your smack
  bottom,' said Diane. 'We would like to see if that little
  bottom of yours has healed yet. Forty strokes with a hairbrush
  should have left some trace.' The girl blushed her long
  eyelashes closing over blushing cheeks as she looked down in
  her embarrassment. 'Will you show us please.' The girl blushed
  again, a soft rosy glow spreading upwards over her pretty
  face. She turned her back towards the two girls putting her
  hands under her short dress. 'No not like that.' said Diane
  firmly.
  'Take your dress off so we can all have a good look at you.
  'The maid turned towards Diane. She looked shocked and
  embarrassed. Slowly she undid the buttons of her black dress.
  She pulled her arms through the long sleeves and placed the
  dress on the arm of the settee next to where Diane's mother
  was seated. Underneath she wore a black slip. The girl pulled
  the thin straps over her shoulders and wriggled daintily as it
  fell to the floor. She was wearing only pair of brief black
  panties. Her breasts were quite large. Her slim waist
  accenting their size, they thrust outward firmly as she
  stooped to retrieve her under-slip. Once again the girl turned
  her bottom towards Diane, pulling the waist of her panties
  down at the back to reveal her well rounded buttocks. Diane
  leaned forward and took hold of the girl's hips turning her
  round. 'I've told you once already not like that.' Diane
  brushed the maids hands away from the panties and hooked her
  own fingers into the waistband, pulling the panties gently
  down the girls shapely thighs to her knee's. 'Now take them
  off.' She told her and lets have no more nonsense. Bending
  with her knee's pressed together the young maid pushed the
  lacy garment over her shoes.
   'That's right put them over there and leave your shoes with
  them.'  Wendy stepped out of her high heels and walked back to
  Diane, covering her small patch of dark pubic hair with her
  hand. Diane stood up as the girl approached. Taking her by the
  shoulders she made her turn toward the fireplace. 'Shall we
  have a little more light?' said Veronica as she turned on the
  light of the standard lamp next to her chair. 'That's better'.
  said Diane. 'She has filled out nicely, what lovely breasts.'
  She let her right hand fall from the blushing girl's shoulder,
  placing it firmly on her breast. Diane began to caress the
  breast, drawing her fingernails lightly over the nipple. Round
  and round her fingertips teased until the nipple stood out
  proudly. 'Please Miss.' The girl muttered her eyes closed with
  shame. 'Please don't.' She hunched her back, her shoulders
  strained forward. 'Stand straight and put your head up'
  snapped Diane as the girl tried to evade the teasing fingers
  pinching and squeezing her soft nipple. She slapped the girl's
  buttocks smartly with her left hand. With a gasp Wendy raised
  her head and pushed her shoulders further back.
   'That's better, you can always have another smack bottom you
  know.' Diane said brightly. 'Now just do as I tell you, when I
  tell you, there's a good girl. Wendy was one blush of red, her
  bottom lip was trembling as Diane scolded her.  'Now we will
  have a look at that bottom of yours.' Diane quickly turned the
  girl around and bent her forward. Taking hold of the maids
  waist, Diane leaned over passing her arm around the girl and
  bringing her hand up underneath so that the palm pressed
  against the maids soft tummy.
   She stroked her right hand gently over the soft buttocks.
  'Look 'ronica, there are quite a few marks.'. Veronica leaned
  forward from her chair and gently stroked the buttock cheeks
  presented to her. Diane moved her left hand further down
  underneath the girl's tummy. Her finger moving over the slim
  patch of pubic hair. 'Open your legs girl'. Veronica slapped
  hard across both cheeks of her bottom. Wendy had began to
  tremble as she shuffled her feet apart. 'Come on you can do
  better than that'. Veronica said insistently as she pushed the
  girl's legs further apart. She could see the fingertips of
  Diane's hand as she moved them over the girl's pubic mound.
  Diane felt the lips of her vulva begin to open as she teased
  gently with her fingers.  She rubbed backwards and forwards
  with the length of her finger between the lips her nails
  teasing the clitoris into prominence. Forward and back,
  forward and back her fingers moved inexorably, stimulating the
  trembling female beneath her. She felt the first slight
  movements of the girl's hips as she daintily caressed her
  captive's most private part.
  "Ooooh Miss, plee..ease .. Miss." Wendy gasped as she felt a
  finger slip inside her. The girl began to move her hips in
  response to the rhythm of Diane's gentle probing. Her breath
  came faster and her body shivered. Her mouth opened, gasping
  for air as Diane moved her hand more firmly inside her.
  Feeling the moist lips lubricating her finger, Diane increased
  her rhythm, slowly and insistently she probed deeper and
  deeper into the very core of the girl. The hips that were
  moving from side to side began to move backwards and forwards.
  Reluctantly the girl moved her innocent young body, pushing
  her quivering hips forward to meet Diane's probing fingers.
  Her naive movements sending thrill after thrill through her
  body. Veronica observed the reluctant motions of the girl in
  front of her and moved to a kneeling position between the
  girl's widely spread legs. She reached down and stroked her
  gently, her fingers bestowing feathery caresses upon the
  girl's inner thighs.  Wendy was in turmoil her senses reeling
  with the onslaught of passion her mind assailed by a rising
  tide of sensuality.' Oooh..Miss....Please...d'doont....
   Miss.....Pleeease......ss'. The lower half of her body seemed
  as if it were on fire, her legs trembled and quivered, her
  knee's turned as if to jelly. Diane looked down on the
  helpless girl, watching her tremble with rapture, her knee's
  spread wide sinking to the soft carpet below. Calmly Diane
  moved with her keeping contact and increasing the pressure of
  her wrist upon the writhing girl's clitoris as she inserted
  another finger inside her. 'Ooooh....Missss. 
  Pleeeeease....pleeease...'The girls words coming in gasps
  between in-drawn breath. Diane was delighted as she felt and
  saw the tell- tale signs at the impend of the girls climax.
  She looked over to Veronica who was caressing the girls thighs
  with persistent stokes, moving her hands smoothly upward over
  the back of the thighs into the deep crease of the girls
  bottom. Veronica took her cue from Diane and splayed the girls
  buttocks widely apart, her fingers teasing the sphincter,
  probing and prising  an opening as the girls hips worked
  themselves to and fro. She inserted the tip of her finger into
  the  anus and at the moment of climax  impudently pushed her
  finger straight up into the girl's  wriggling bottom.
   'Oooooh...Ooooh....pleeeease...' Wendy was beside herself
  with sexual pleasure. 'Oooooooooh.....Misssssssss. The girl
  moaned, her hips thrashing as both girls cleverly manipulated
  her climax. 
       With tenacity  they coaxed the last vestige of pleasure
  from their victim watching her every movement until she
  collapsed prostrate on to the carpet heaving and gasping for
  breath.
   'Arrrh...Oooooh.ooo..ooh.........ooooh'. The girls moans
  subsiding as her orgasm diminished. Even then Diane's fingers
  did not lose contact with her as she cupped the fleshy mound
  and squeezed gently.
   Diane laid her head on the girls back. 'There now, there now'
  she murmured, gently stoking the softness of the maids
  buttocks with her right hand, the other still cupped between
  the thighs. Veronica stroked her quivering legs until they lay
  still. 'There that wasn't so bad was it.' Diane murmured as
  the girl drew air in long deep breaths. 
  
       Lady Rawlings looked down at the tableau of girls before
  her. Her maid lay naked on the floor her legs spread wide.
  Between them sat Veronica her hand laid on the back of the
  girls knee. Diane was sat to the side gently stroking the
  shoulders of the exhausted innocent.
   'Help her on to the settee beside me. ' Lady Rawlings said
  softly to her daughter. The girls got up slowly, helping Wendy
  to the couch.
   'Lay her head on my lap, that's the way.' Diane's mother said
  as they helped the naked girl to lay face upward on the soft
  cushions. Her head rested on Lady Rawlings knee. Diane's
  mother gently stroked her hand over the girls glistening
  shoulder and down on to her beautiful breast, stroking softly. 
   The girl seemed to have regained some of her senses and
  looked up into the face of her Mistress as she felt the hand
  gently touch her sensitive nipple. Diane knelt at the side of
  the settee looking down into girls face.
  'Tell me,' she said quietly 'Did you enjoy that?'. The girl
  looked into Diane's eyes. 'Oh yes Miss.' she whispered. Her
  body shivered.
   'Did it make you tingle all over, tell me.' Diane lent close
  to the girl as she spoke, Her voice whispered softly. 'Did it
  make you come?' The girl blushed as she looked up at Diane.
  'Oh yes Miss, yes Miss.' the girl whispered. 'Do you feel nice
  now?' Diane reached for the girl's other breast and squeezed
  it gently as she spoke. The girl dropped her eyes as she felt
  the caress. 'Answer me.' Diane moved her face closer to her.
  The girl looked at the lips inches from hers, raising her head
  she kissed Diane in adoration. 'Oh thank-you Miss ...thank
  you'. 
  'You can pop your clothes back on now Wendy then fetch us all
  a drink'. Diane said kindly as she stoked the girl's cheek,
  'You know we are really very fond of you'. 'I know Miss. I
  just get embarrassed.' The girl said softly looking into
  Diane's eyes. Wendy dressed quickly and left to fetch the
  drinks.
  
  'Well,' said Lady Rawlings, 'what a day you're all going to
  have tomorrow The girls looked up at Diane's mother as she
  spoke, smiling gently at her daughter and her friend. 'I feel
  sorry for this orphan boy of yours. Not because you are going
  to punish him tomorrow but because of his circumstances.
  Perhaps if he is as beautiful as you say we could do something
  for him.'   'What do you mean?' asked Veronica as she shifted
  lazily in her seat. Her robe fell open below the belt exposing
  her long shapely brown legs right up to the vee of dark pubic
  hair.
  'Well', said  Lady Rawlings 'I know a woman that runs a
  school, mostly girls I think, but she has a wonderful way of
  moulding her pupils. They turn out quite bright but completely
  manageable, if you know what I mean.' 'You mean they are
  submissive?' asked Veronica.
  'Yes, I think you would say they are very submissive.' Lady
  Rawlings smiled. 'I think punishment plays a big part in her
  disciplines. Look at the way Wendy has reformed since her
  smack bottom. She does exactly as she is told and yet is
  cheerful and very caring. 
  
  
  The day dawned bright and clear. The girls were in high
  spirits as they sat on the cane chairs of the veranda
  adjoining the dining room. Diane was helping herself to more
  coffee from the silver tray, which the maid had placed on the
  cane table in front of them. Diane was wearing a white silk
  shirt. The material was almost transparent, even the doubled
  material of the pockets did little to conceal the dark aureole
  and nipple of each breast. She had unbuttoned the shirt down
  to the middle of her cleavage and as she leaned forward, her
  breasts were completely exposed. Her dark blue skirt was made
  with a buttoned slit, which ran from the waist down to the
  knee length hem. Diane had unbuttoned these so that the smooth
  Sea Island cotton material fell either side of her tanned
  thighs.
  'I think we chose the right outfits, don't you?' Diane turned
  to her friend and smiled. 'I don't suppose there is a
  chastisement outfit.' Veronica laughed. 'Have you decided what
  to beat him with yet?' Veronica leaned back as she spoke and
  unbuttoned her thin cotton shirt to the waist exposing her
  large rounded breasts to the sun's morning rays. 
  'That looks pretty.' Diane said, observing Veronica's brown
  nipples, which stood out quite splendidly from the tips of her
  firm breasts.
   Veronica shifted in her chair placing her feet on the cane
  table. She was wearing a wide skirt that came to just above
  the knee. She pulled the skirt up until the hem lay across her
  hips, exposing her long brown legs. She smoothed her hands
  over her thighs lazily. 'I'm looking forward to today, he has
  such a lovely body for a boy.' Veronica spoke softly, turning
  her face to the sun. 'He is graceful and not too muscular,
  perfectly proportioned really.'
   Diane nodded to her friend in agreement. 'I think he is most
  unusual and special, let's hope mother can do something for
  him.'
  'Look,' said Veronica.' My nipples have gone stiff.'  Diane
  laughed, reaching over and tweaked the tip of Veronica's right
  breast with her fingernail, before cupping the firm flesh with
  her hand. Leaning forward in her chair she brought her mouth
  over the nipple and nibbled gently with her even white teeth.
   'Oooh don't start that now or we'll never get through the
  day.' Veronica laughed.  
  It was an hour later. The girls were sat side by side in the
  Range Rover belonging to Lady Rawlings. Diane was driving
  competently down the long drive, which lead from the Manor
  into the estate. 'Are you comfortable Wendy.' Diane addressed
  the maid seated behind them.
  'Yes Miss, thank you Miss.' Diane glanced round at the maid
  who smiled back at her. 'You have turned out a nice girl.'
  Diane said. 'Such a pretty face and body too, you really are a
  lucky girl.' 'Thank-you Miss.' replied the maid once more.
  They were now heading up the long hack that led to the lake.
  Diane drove slowly over the rougher ground. 'Don't the woods
  look pretty at this time of year.' Veronica said, shifting
  lazily in her seat. Diane concentrated on her driving, her
  wide skirt laid over her thighs, displaying a pair of pretty
  knee's.
  'I think we brought everything we need, for our task.' Diane
  said to Veronica. 'If not we will just have to improvise.'
  'You will do as we ask today won't you Wendy.' Diane turned to
  girl behind her. 'I want complete co-operation from you, is
  that understood?'
  'Yes Miss.' the maid replied firmly, 'I won't let you down.'
  'I do think that girls got a crush on you Diane'. Veronica
  said. She turned in her seat to look at the maid who blushed
  prettily, and dropped her long eyelashes over her cheeks.
  'Here we are.' Diane brought the Range Rover to a halt a few
  yards from the picnic table.
  'Are you sure we wont be disturbed.' asked Veronica as she
  opened the door of the vehicle.
  'No I made sure. The keeper is in 'Far Acre' and will be
  working there for the next three weeks, so there's no-one to
  interrupt us.'
  'Good' said Veronica jumping from her seat. Her skirt caught
  up momentarily, revealing her brief white panties as she slid
  her feet to the ground.
  The girls unloaded the jeep: Two picnic hampers and three
  large car rugs were placed on the grass beside the picnic
  table. 
  'You still haven't told me what we're going to use on the boy,
  said Veronica as she sorted through one of the hampers. The
  maid approached holding a long slim package. 'Madam asked me
  to give you this.' she said as she held out the paper parcel.
  Veronica quickly tore off the paper and held the long slim
  cane between her fingers.
  'What was Madam doing with this might I ask' Veronica looked
  at the maid.
  'It was meant for me Miss.' the girl replied quietly.
  'Has she used it yet?' enquired Diane.
  'No Miss, the girl blushed. 'She said it was for the next
  time.'
  'Then what I said earlier is true, you are a very lucky girl.'
  'Yes Miss.' The girl said quietly.
  'There must be enough stuff in here to stock a chemist's
  shop.' Veronica said as she knelt over the hamper and sorted
  the contents.
  'Well we have to look after him, I wouldn't want him to be
  poorly with any infection.' Diane said as she reached for the
  cane lying on the picnic table. 'How do you fancy being beaten
  with this?' she asked Wendy as she slipped the slim bamboo
  slowly through her fingers.
  'Oh I wouldn't Miss, it looks awfully hard.'
  'Well one stroke wouldn't hurt you, and it would be nice to
  try it.' Diane said cheerfully.
  'Oh no Miss, Please Miss, you wouldn't.' The girl looked
  pleadingly at Diane.
  'But you have already promised to do as you are told, haven't
  you?' Diane looked inquiringly at the maid. The girl looked at
  Diane, her bottom lip trembled.
  'Please Miss.. not with that, I couldn't stand it'.
  'Of course you could, now lets have no nonsense from you.'
  Diane spoke sharply to the girl. The maids face fell, her lips
  trembled at the sharp rebuke and the thought of the long cane.
  'Just bend over the picnic table there's a good girl, one
  stroke never hurt anyone.' Wendy trembled, but dutifully
  walked to the picnic table and leaned her hips against it,
  bending forward slightly. Her face turned to look at Diane.
  Veronica stood up and went behind the girl raising her loose
  skirt up over her bottom. 'Bend forward, there's a good girl
  she whispered.' Wendy bent over timidly, resting her head on
  her hands as they touched the table top.
  Veronica promptly pushed the full skirt up over the girls
  waist, tucking some of the material into her waistband. Her
  pretty bottom displayed a small pair of lace panties. Veronica
  knelt behind her as Diane watched. Taking hold of the flimsy
  lace she slowly pulled the panties, making the girl open her
  legs as she eased them down. 
  'Just lift your foot', Veronica said gently as she pulled the
  panties over the girls dainty sandals.
  'Open her legs a little more.' Diane instructed her friend.
  Veronica pulled the girls legs apart and pushed her ankles
  further in toward the table. Standing up she placed her hand
  on the small of the girl's back pressing her slim waist down
  on to the tabletop. Wendy shivered, her body rudely exposed. 
  'Please d...don't hurt me Miss". She stammered. Her little
  bottom moved from side to side in agitation.
  'Keep still, there's a good girl.' Veronica said gently
  stroking her hand over the girl's naked buttocks.
  Diane nodded her head to Veronica. Her friend placed her arm
  over the girls waist and pressed down firmly.
  'Just keep still, or I will give you two.' Diane spoke firmly.
   Veronica slid her other hand over the girls bottom her
  fingers trailing through the crease between her buttocks and
  finding the sensitive lips of sex. Slowly she teased them with
  light caresses running her nails through the fine hairs of her
  pubes. The girl moved her bottom, the cheeks quivering as
  Veronica's fingers slid between the pubescent lips of her
  vagina. Veronica pressed two of her fingers together,
  stealthily she pushed them up inside the girl, the vagina
  already moist, allowing her fingers to slide in easily.
  Veronica cleverly manipulated her fingers feeling the girl's
  bottom lift and push back toward her hand. Diane watched as
  her friend's fingers slipped backwards and forwards between
  the pretty cheeks of the maid's bottom. The girl moved her
  hips backwards, her vagina seeking the fingers that gave so
  much pleasure. Her breath was coming in audible gasps as the
  probing fingers played inside her. She raised her buttocks,
  her back arching as Veronica steadily increased the tempo of
  her fingers. Oooh....mmmm..ah moaned the girl as she bent
  across the table before her tormentors. Veronica looked up at
  her friend and nodded. Diane stood back from the girl and
  raised the cane high above her right shoulder. Veronica
  increased the rhythm of her fingers inside the girl's wet
  passage slowly pulling her hand backwards. The helpless girl
  raised her pert bottom seeking the fingers that gave so much
  pleasure. 'Now.' said Diane. Veronica quickly pulled her hand
  away, increasing the pressure of her arm over the girl's back.
  Diane swung her arm downwards, the cane whistled through the
  air in a perfect arc, striking the young girl across the
  centre of her bottom. The tip of the cane curled around the
  quivering cheeks of the girls thrusting buttocks, biting into
  the virgin flesh. 'Aaaarrh...aaaarh.' The maid's body
  stiffened as if electrocuted. Her legs kicked wildly as she
  screamed. 'Aaaarhh....aaaarh..ooh.' Her head tossed from side
  to side, her body shaking uncontrollably.
  'Oooooh....oooh..Miss...' Wendy was in turmoil, her thighs
  rubbing together trying to rid herself of the pain. Veronica
  thrust her hand between the injured cheeks her fingers rudely
  searching for the girl's moist vagina. Deftly she sunk her
  fingers into the girl, swiftly bringing them into play. Her
  fingers roamed wildly around the inside of the quivering
  flesh. Diane dropped the cane and splayed her hands over the
  girls thrashing bottom. Her fingers quickly located the neat
  sphincter between the quivering buttocks. Deftly she pushed
  her finger up into the hole. Wendy writhed beneath them, her
  body on fire. A myriad of emotions went through her innocent
  body as the girls brought her to a shattering climax. Her
  screams filled the air as wave after wave of sensation passed
  through her. 'Mmmmmmmmhhhh..aaarhh..arrrh' The girl was
  moaning beneath them as they gently slowed the tempo of their
  busy fingers.
  'Mmmmmmhh...mmmm.' she sobbed, her body was suffused in a rosy
  glow. 'There..there.' Diane whispered softly to her. 'There's
  a good girl, hush, it's all over now.'
  Wendy sighed and moaned but her body became still. 'There
  you're all right now, just lay quietly.' Diane reached
  underneath the girls waist her nimble fingers began undoing
  the buttons of the maids skirt.
  Once open she tugged at the material, pulling it from under
  the maid's stomach. Gently she raised the skirt over her
  bottom, taking care the material did not touch the bright red
  weal crossing the buttocks. Veronica put her hand underneath
  the girl's tummy to support her while Diane laid her skirt
  beside the hampers.
   Taking a bottle from the open hamper, she poured lotion on to
  her hand. She applied the liquid delicately to the girl's
  bottom, softly rubbing it in to the marked cheeks.
  'Oooh Thank you Miss.' The girl murmured as she felt the cool
  lotion being rubbed over her wounded bottom.
   Diane spent several minutes gently applying more of the
  liquid. She re-capped the bottle and placed her hand gently
  between the girl's thighs. Cupping the pubic mound she
  squeezed softly.
  'There now how do you feel?' Veronica asked as she carefully
  lifted Wendy from the table.
  'It really hurt Miss, I didn't think I could stand it..it was
  awful.' The girl whimpered as Veronica helped her toward the
  blankets.
   Diane watched as the maid approached, 'You look quite
  beautiful you know.' she said to the  maid looking at the
  small patch of hair that ran down between the girls legs.
  'Turn around so we can see your stripe'.
  The maid turned without hesitation, showing her bottom to
  Diane.
   'Shall I bend over Miss.'
   Diane smiled. Obedience at last. She thought.
  'Yes please Wendy.' Diane replied.
  The girl bent down touching her toes easily, although she
  grimaced as the flesh of her bottom tightened. Diane could not
  resist reaching between the proffered thighs and delicately
  tickling her pubes. Wendy trembled but did not move from her
  bent position until Diane patted her thigh and told her to
  come and sit down.
  'I don't know whether I can sit Miss.' 
  'Just lay on your tummy, then we can see that delicious bottom
  of yours' Diane replied.
  'All that excitement has made me thirsty.' Veronica said
  brightly. 'Who would like coffee?'. 'I'll pour it Miss, I'm
  all right now.'
  
  
  Richard awoke with a start. He had had a terrible night.
  unsure every minute of the evening whether he would be called
  to Matron's office. Whether the girls had decided to report
  his crime. He had slept fitfully, waking constantly only to
  fall back into an uneasy sleep. 
       He looked at the large round wooden clock hanging high on
  the wall at the end of the dormitory. It said six o'clock.
  Richard jumped out of bed and hurried to the bathrooms. He
  filled the large cast iron bath with tepid water, the only
  kind they supplied at the orphanage. He shed his night-shirt
  with which they supplied to both boys and girls and sank into
  the tepid water. He scrubbed himself thoroughly, rubbing his
  skin red with the harsh bristles of the wooden brush.
  He had asked Matron for clean underwear and socks, which she
  had provided without asking why. Normally clean clothing was
  supplied at the whim of the domestics who worked in the
  institution.  
  After soaking in the bath for as long as the rapidly cooling
  water would let him, he got dressed.
      He was the eldest boy in the dormitory and as such was not
  asked questions about where he was going. The rules were
  strict and it was only the most foolish boy or girl that broke
  them. He often went for walks early in the morning even during
  term time. He was quite sure no one would question why he was
  dressed so early during the school holidays.
      Richard had a strange feeling in his stomach. His nerves
  were on edge with a mixture of apprehension and dread at
  thought of what the day would bring.
       He sat with the earliest sitting of boys and girls for
  their meagre breakfast, however this was one day that Richard
  could not bring himself to eat his food.  Richard did not
  possess a watch so watched the clock at the far end of the
  room. As soon as the hands read ten minutes to nine, he set
  off for the long walk up to the lake.
  
       The sun was already hot he as crossed the fields toward
  the woods. He trudged on steadily, becoming more nervous as
  his legs carried him nearer to the estate. He was well inside
  the woods when he saw the faded notice that read, Private
  Land, Trespassers will be prosecuted. The fence that provided
  the boundary for the estate that lay ahead. Slowly he climbed
  over the round wooden posts that ran between strong stakes
  that were firmly implanted in the ground.
       Slower now, he climbed up the hill, which led to the
  lake. Cresting the rise he could see the blue water sparkling
  through the trees. The lake looked inviting, but thinking
  about the lake made his stomach churn. If it had not been for
  his desire to swim there he would not have had to be here now.
       Richard covered the last few yards through the trees with
  an impending feeling of dread. His mind had covered every
  possibility including whether it might be a game and they
  would let him off.
        As Richard left the cover of the trees he saw a Range
  Rover parked by the Picnic table, then further to the left he
  saw the girls. He could not see clearly from that distance so
  he failed to notice that a third girl was present.
       Richard felt embarrassment, what should he do. Had he to
  walk over to them, or ... He walked on. His head looking
  toward the immediate ground, he managing somehow to put one
  foot in front of the other as he neared the picnic table. He
  could see thick tartan blankets lying on the ground near to
  the table. He stopped and looked up.   'Well what have we
  here?'  Said Diane brightly as the boy raised his head. She
  had monitored his progress from the wood. Perhaps confirming
  her first impressions of his physique. The boy almost jumped
  as she spoke. 'At least you're on time.' He gazed at the girls
  his own face already bright red. He noticed the third girl who
  had looked at him quickly and then averted her eyes.
  'Well my boy are you ready for your punishment.' Diane looked
  keenly at him, her lips displaying even white teeth as she
  spoke. Richard hung his head.
  The maid looked at Richard through her eyelashes. She was
  pleased they had allowed her to dress before the boy's
  arrival. He really was good looking, tall, with a handsome
  face. 'We have decided,' said Diane.' to give you six sound
  strokes of the cane. It should be a lot more but we are to be
  lenient on this occasion. This will be administered by myself.
  If you do not keep still or I am not satisfied I will give you
  more. Is that understood.'
       Richard looked at the girls beautiful face as she
  addressed him. Six strokes, would he be able to take it like a
  man. The doubts rushed through Richard's mind. He had had no
  experience to compare with this.
       ' We are to proceed straight away Richard so will you
  kindly prepare yourself.' Diane continued.
  Richard stood looking dumbly at the girl. Not knowing what to
  do or what to say.
  'We are waiting Richard my boy.' Diane was well aware of the
  boy's acute dilemma.
  'What should I do Miss.' asked the boy looking down at his
  feet.
  'Take those ugly trousers of yours off  and your clod hopping
  boots.' Diane snapped. 'Hurry up I haven't got time to waste
  with you.' Diane and Veronica were both well aware they had
  all the time they wanted.
  Richard went down on one knee and started to undo the laces.
  His trembling fingers hardly managing to cope with the well-
  worn laces. He managed to get them off and then stood
  trembling before the girls. Reaching for his belt he undid it
  and let it hang down from the waist loops of his baggy short
  trousers. He unbuttoned his trousers and let them down over
  his legs. He stepped out of them and placed them beside his
  boots. Once again he stood up in front of the girls wearing
  his baggy underpants. His shirt lap hung down covering most of
  the underpants.
  'Take your jacket off.' Diane said firmly. 'It is far to hot
  for that.' Richard obeyed placing the rough flannel jacket
  over his trousers.
  'Come on and the underpants, I'm going to cane your bare
  bottom. Hurry up you are slow.' Diane looked up at the boys
  face, it was flushed with discomfort.
  Richard dropped his eyes from the girl's cool gaze and pushed
  his underpants down his legs, he took them over his socks and
  placed them on the growing pile of clothes. His shirt lap hung
  down covering his thighs.
  'For God's sake take those horrible socks off.' said Veronica,
  speaking to the boy for the first time.
  Richard bent once more, taking his long grey wool socks over
  his feet he put them on the pile. He stood up facing the girls
  once more.
  'Shall we have the shirt off,' Diane asked Veronica
  innocently, 'It's bound to get in the way.' Richard blushed
  deeper at the thought of having to expose himself. He had
  blushed every time he had thought of the events of yesterday.
  'Of course it will have to come off, it's more like a
  nightgown than a shirt. How are we going to get to his bottom
  with that thing in the way.' Veronica turned to Richard as she
  spoke. 'Come on, get it off.' A nervous shudder shook Richard
  as Veronica spoke to him. Blindly the boy reached for the
  buttons of his shirt fumbling as he struggled to undo them,
  the shirt parted as he undid the last button exposing the
  front of his timid body to the girls.. Richard took the shirt
  off and let it fall to the ground beside the rest of his
  clothes.
      He clasped his hands over his genitals aware of the
  interested stare of his audience. 
  'Hands by your sides, head up, shoulders straight.' snapped
  Diane copying the word's and tones of her own schoolmistress.
  Richard breathed deeply, he felt faint. Slowly he took his
  hands away and hung them by his sides. He held his shoulders
  straight.
  'That's better, I can't stand sloppy boys.' remarked Diane.
  Richard was aware of where the girls were looking. He fought
  an inner battle with himself to keep his hands by his sides.
  Veronica looked at the naked boy as he stood in front of her.
  His body was better than she remembered it. She examined his
  penis hanging down in front of the neatly bulging scrotum. He
  had obviously been circumcised the tip of the penis showing
  about a quarter of an inch from his foreskin. His body was
  slimmer than she had first thought and his skin had a healthy
  colour and an excellent texture. Richard stood still as the
  girls looked at him. He could do nothing to save his
  embarrassment. His eyes were filled with tears. 
       Diane stood up in front of the boy and took him by the
  shoulder as she looked into his face. 'Look at me Richard, I
  am going to punish you now. I expect you to take your
  punishment like a man. Do you understand me.' Richard nodded
  making a small tear run down his cheek. Diane looked down
  gently into his eyes and tenderly wiped the tear from his
  cheek.
  'It's no good crying, I haven't given you anything to cry
  about yet.' She said firmly. Standing back from the boy she
  motioned Veronica to join her.' He can kneel on the bench and
  lean over the table I think.' said Diane. 'Would you bring
  that blanket please Wendy.' The maid carried the blanket to
  Diane who told her to lay it on the bench at the side of the
  picnic table. Wendy tried to avoid looking at the boy's face
  knowing some of what he must be feeling. At the same time
  there was a certain excitement about the proceedings.
  'Come here my boy, kneel on the blanket and lean over the
  table.' Richard moved to the bench and knelt on it. He leaned
  over the table supporting himself with his hands, his elbows
  straight.  
  It was as if he were in a dream his head pounded and his
  stomach churned inside. Veronica put her hand gently on his
  back. 'Go down on to your elbows and rest your head on your
  hands, there's a good boy.' Her voice was gentle and soothing.
  'That's it right down.' She smoothed her fingers over his back
  as he arched his spine and pressed his chest to the table.
  Veronica moved back examining his form from the rear. His legs
  were close together and his smooth buttocks thrust upwards.
  Veronica looked at Diane who was also admiring the beauty of
  the boy's body and winked.. She smoothed her hand across the
  smooth upturned buttocks. 'Open your legs, you will be much
  better like that.' Richard shifted his legs apart a couple of
  inches. Veronica stooped placing her palms on the inside of
  each thigh. Firmly she pressed the boy's legs apart until they
  were widely spread. The firm buttocks were now open and
  vulnerable. Richard gasped at the smooth contact of her soft
  hands. 'I think he had better be held.' said Diane. 'Wendy
  would you hold his arms, go around the other side of the
  table. '. The maid obeyed, moving around the table, she pulled
  Richard's hands across the edge of the wood. She leaned
  forward trapping the hands between the table and her hips, her
  body pressed tight against his arms. Richard could feel the
  softness of her breasts against his elbows. Diane smiled
  happily at Veronica as they observed the way Wendy had quickly
  done their bidding.
  'I think if you hold his penis and testes he won't be able to
  move very far.' Diane chose the words deliberately to
  embarrass the boy further. Richard could not believe his ears.
  Never before had he felt so exposed and vulnerable. His body
  was one complete blush. He rested his forehead on his arms to
  hide his face. Veronica felt the nervous trembling under her
  fingers as she coolly stroked her hands over his buttocks. Her
  hand sliding down between the parted cheeks, her fingers
  lingered over the tightly spread sphincter before descending
  between his legs. She scooped the boy's testicles into her
  hand and squeezed them gently. Slipping a soft hand underneath
  his hips  she delicately took hold of the flaccid penis.
  'Wendy heard the boy gasp as he lay helpless before her. His
  arms twitched beneath her soft breasts. She guessed what
  Veronica was doing underneath the boy. Veronica gently slipped
  the foreskin back over the rim of the glans. Her delicate
  touch causing him to try and draw back. 'Stay exactly where
  you are.' Veronica snapped and squeezed the balls resting in
  her hand. Slowly she pulled the foreskin back her fingernails
  gently scratching the rim of the young boy's penis.
        Richard gasped as the girl's fingers gently coaxed his
  penis into a gentle swelling. Her fingernails traced a
  delicate pattern over his scrotum causing the skin to pucker
  as if cold. Slowly and deliberately her fingers continued,
  ignoring the boy's gasps. Skilfully manipulating the penis she
  slid the foreskin up and down the shaft. Veronica felt the
  penis gradually stiffen she could feel the blood pounding
  beneath her touch. The boy moaned as she deftly pulled the
  foreskin back down the shaft stretching the skin tight before
  she started an upward stroke to bring the foreskin right over
  the tip of the glans. She squeezed the end before pushing the
  soft skin back down the shaft. The boy's hips began to move
  reluctantly as her insistent fingers stroked over his manhood.
  'Please ..Miss.. don't Miss..I feel funny Miss. Richard gasped
  for breath, his nerves taut with sexual excitement. Veronica
  felt the penis harden fully, she had never thought a boys
  penis could become so hard. She felt the penis suddenly start
  to throb as if it had a life of it's own. Quickly she released
  some of the pressure. 'There that's given me something to get
  hold of.' she said as she gently let go of the boy. Veronica
  sat down her hips next to the boy's knee and looked at her
  friend standing to the other side of his naked body. She
  reached under the boy with both hands, twisting her body round
  to push her left arm under his hips. She cupped his testicles
  encircling the neck of the scrotum with her forefinger and
  thumb and held his testes like a bag of sweets. With her right
  hand she grasped the boy's penis pushing the foreskin back so
  that her palm brushed against the rim ensuring the penis
  stayed erect.
  
  Diane looked down at the helpless boy, his body quivering in
  front of her. His buttocks thrusting upward from his steeply
  arched back. The cheeks of his bottom widely splayed, an open
  invitation to her cane.
  'Prepare yourself Richard my boy,' Diane spoke firmly as she
  raised the cane above her head. Veronica watched as Diane
  raised her arm. Taking her cue she tightened her grip on the
  boy's penis, pushing the foreskin back so that the heel of her
  hand was able to rub against the sensitive rim. Richard gasped
  his body taut, he felt her fingers squeeze firmly on his
  testicles as he heard the swish of the cane.
  'Aaarrrhh....aaaarrrrhhhh.' His body bucked as the cane
  thwacked across his raised buttocks. 'Aaaarrrhhh'. He screamed
  as the fire in his bottom spread through his body. He shook
  wildly, his body quivering as wave of pain increased in
  intensity. Wendy pressed her breasts firmly over the boy's
  arms her hands pushing his shoulders back down on to the
  table. 
  'There now.' The young maid whispered to Richard, her soft
  lips pressed close to his ear. She moved her young firm
  breasts over the boy's arms trying to give him comfort.
       Veronica pushed the foreskin of Richard's penis firmly
  down the shaft, stretching the skin tightly she rubbed the
  heel of her hand across the sensitive rim of the glans. Her
  deft fingers cleverly coaxing his member back to a full
  erection.
   Once more she tightened her grip as the cane fell smartly
  across Richard's bottom cheeks.
  'Aaaarrrrhhhh....aaarrrhhh..rrrhhhh. He screamed. His body
  writhing in agony as a new wave of pain coursed though him. 
  Diane looked down at the quivering buttocks. The livid red
  marks clearly delineating the path of the cane. She squeezed
  her legs together and shuddered in pure sexual excitement. If
  there is any moment in my life, she thought, that I am to know
  my true self, then this must be it.
   Diane tried to steady her voice as she spoke sternly to the
  boy.
  'Keep still Richard or it will be worse for you.' She raised
  the cane once more and looked across at veronica. 'Three.'
  Diane said quietly.
   Veronica pinched the boy's penis which had become flaccid.
  Holding the foreskin over the head of the penis, she squeezed
  in quick scissors like movements. She could feel the glans
  move beneath the skin and the organ begin to stiffen. Gently
  she encircled the glans once more, pushing her slim fingers
  over the rim, she pushed the foreskin back as far as it would
  go. Richard gasped as her hands manipulated him so intimately.
  Veronica increased the tempo of her fingers over his penis
  until she was satisfied that it was perfectly erect. She took
  a firm hold of his testicles and once more rubbed the palm of
  her hand over the exposed tip of the penis. She nodded to
  Diane again signalling the boy's readiness.
   'Thwack.'..'Thwack.'..'Thwack.'. The cane fell in three quick
  successive strokes. The response from the naked boy was
  immediate. 'Aaaaarrrrhhhh...aaarrr.aaaarrrhhhh.' Richard
  screamed. The woods seemed to echo and amplify his distraught
  cries. His body bucked and became rigid. His mouth was wide
  open and yet he felt unable to draw breath. His legs kicked
  alternately backward from the bench. He had never experienced
  such pain. How could he stand it. Surely no-one could bear
  this pain. 'Pleeeeease....p...leeeease..no..more..I... can't
  ..stand..it.' He sobbed and pleaded as his body shook. 
  Diane pressed her hand between her thighs. Feeling the swollen
  lips of her vagina though the material of her dress. She
  watched the boy's buttocks jerk and quiver with pain. She felt
  herself climax, her body trembled violently for a second and
  yet she managed to control herself. "Put those legs well
  apart" Diane spoke firmly her face flushed with excitement.
  'If you disobey me I shall be forced to add more strokes to
  your punishment'
  'Pleease..Miss.no more I can't stand..any more'. Richard
  pleaded, placing his shaking legs further apart. Diane bent
  forward and tapped the cane from side to side between
  Richard's thighs causing the boy to open his legs wider.
  Veronica was working diligently on the boy's penis, her
  fingers moving rapidly up and down the shaft. Her left hand
  toying with his testicles, bouncing them on the tips of her
  fingers.
   Slowly under her guidance, Richard's agitation subsided and
  his penis began to stir. Her fingers, coaxing and manipulating
  without respite until the boy's organ was fully extended once
  more.
   Veronica nodded toward Diane. She watched intently as Diane
  raised her cane before bringing it down hard on to the boy's
  quaking buttocks.
   ' Aaaaaaaarrrrrrhhhhhh...aaarrrhhhhhpphhhh.' Richard's body
  shook and quaked, it seemed every fibre was locked in a
  muscular spasm. 'Aaaaaaarrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.' He screamed, his
  eyes rolled as the pain racked his body. He sobbed and sobbed,
  his hips twisting from side to side trying to ease the awful
  searing  pain.
   'There it's all over now.' Wendy whispered in his ear, her
  voice  soothing  and gentle.' Richard was too preoccupied with
  his pain to feel the single tear fall on his back.
  'There that wasn't so bad was it?' Diane said kindly as she
  placed the cane down on the grass. 'I want you to stay in that
  position for a few moments, Do you hear me Richard.'
  'No more Miss ....please Miss, no more,' The boy sobbed.
  'There will be no more as long as you do what you are told, is
  that understood.' 'Yes Miss. I won't move Miss.' Richard's
  voice trembled as he spoke, his body shaking.
  'We are going to let go of you now, but you are to stay where
  you are and you are to touch your bottom is that clear.' Diane
  spoke kindly but firmly. 'Yes Miss..yes Miss.' Richard mumbled
  through the pain.
       Veronica was delicately playing with the boy's penis, 
  stimulating the thick shaft with deft touches and caresses,
  slowly causing it to erect once more under her skilful touch.
  Wendy looked toward her Mistress and pushed her body up off
  the boy. 'Shall I leave him now Miss.' She asked Diane.
  'Yes you can leave him now.' She smiled at the maid. 'You've
  been a good girl a very good girl, come over to me.'
  The maid walked toward her young Mistress.
  'I am very pleased with you Wendy.' Diane said as she put her
  arms over the girls slim shoulders. 'I might want you to do
  something soon, which you may not like, I am hoping that you
  will not let me down.' Diane bent her head and kissed the girl
  on the cheek.
  Wendy looked up lovingly at her Mistress.
  'Are you going to beat me again Miss?'.
  Diane looked down at her innocent face, 'No Wendy I wont beat
  you unless you are disobedient.'
  'Thank you Miss, I couldn't bear what that boy has just had.'
  Diane placed her hand over the girl's breast feeling the hard
  nipple through her blouse.
  'We are very fond of you Wendy, I want you to remember that
  the next time you are punished.' Diane fondled the girl's
  breast through her shirt as she spoke gently to her.
       Veronica left the boy with his penis fully erected. She
  walked over to Diane and the maid. 'Shall we sit down and have
  some more coffee and let Richard reflect on his hurts." She
  said to the girls as she sat down beside the hampers.
  Gradually Richard felt the pain begin to ease as he knelt over
  the oak table. His loins were on fire, but the acute desire to
  rub his bottom had receded.
  His embarrassment was total. He had been made to sob and beg
  in front of the girls. His penis was still erect and he felt
  terribly exposed. His legs splayed wide apart displaying
  himself rudely.  
  
  It was fifteen minutes before Diane and Veronica got up and
  went over to the boy. Richard had stopped sobbing but the
  tears still fell down his cheeks. 'Up you get.' Said Veronica
  laying her hand gently over the six bright weals' that
  decorated the boy's bottom. 'Let's have a look at you.'
  Richard got up awkwardly from the table. His knees felt stiff
  as he lifted them from the bench and straightened them. He
  stood facing the table, the two girls standing behind him.
  'Turn round and let's have a look at you.' Veronica told the
  boy.' Richard turned to face the girl his head hung down. His
  hands were trying to cover his penis which was still swollen.
   'Head up, hands by your sides.'
   Richard took his hands away and looked up his face flushed.
   His tear stained cheeks blushed bright red.
   Veronica took the boy's penis in her hand and squeezed. To
  Richard's amazement she pulled his penis forward and held him
  by it as she led him back to picnic blankets. 
  Wendy watched his face as Veronica held him by his penis.
  Richard was blushing profusely. He squeezed his eyes shut as
  he saw her look at Veronica's hand holding his erect penis. 
  'Kneel down on the blanket Richard, I want to see to your
  bottom' Diane gestured as she sat down. Richard knealed
  forward resting on his hands, his arms straight.
  'That's fine. Just stay like that.'
  'Do you want this Miss.' Wendy held out the bottle of lotion
  that had been used on her own bottom.
  'Thank you Wendy' Diane smiled warmly at the girl. She took
  hold of the bottle and spilled lotion on to her hand. 'Hold
  this for me.' She handed the bottle to Veronica who poured
  some on to her own-cupped hand.
  Diane moved around behind Richard proceeded to gently apply
  the lotion to his naked bottom. Veronica smiled knowingly at
  Diane and slid her hand underneath Richard's tummy reaching
  for his penis once more. Richard trembled as he felt their
  light fingers rubbing the lotion into his body.
  Veronica gently rubbed the lotion into his penis feeling it
  throb as she stroked him.
  Diane parted Richard's legs and applied lotion along the
  crease of his buttocks. Making the boy squirm. His penis felt
  as if it were bursting as their busy fingers intoxicated his
  senses.
  'Right young man, lay down on your side and turn over on your
  back.' Richard just managed to understand. His mind was awash
  with sensation.
  'Hurry up.' The girls took their hands from his penis and
  buttocks. Richard slid his knees to the ground laying face
  down. Veronica put her hand under his hip and turned him over
  gently.  He closed his eyes, not daring to look at the girls.
  He knew his penis was sticking straight up in the air.  His
  humiliation was total.
  'Open your legs as wide as you can Richard, there's a good
  boy.' Diane voice was soothing but insistent. Richard parted
  his legs as wide as he could. 'Bend your knee's, that's it she
  said gently as she took hold of one knee and bent it up and
  out. Richard had never felt so humiliated. His body trembled
  and his lips quivered in distress. Diane stood up looking down
  on the naked boy, his body spread before her. 
  
  'Come here Wendy' Said Diane looking to her maid. She came and
  stood by her. 'Just take off your skirt there's a good girl.'
  Wendy looked at Diane anxiously. 'I haven't got my panties on
  Miss.' she said blushing.
  'That's all right, just take it off.' She undid the buttons
  and let the skirt fall over her slim legs. She picked it up
  and laid it to the side of the boy, looking down at his penis
  as she did so. The maid stood up in front of Diane she was
  naked from the waist down. She tried her best to hide her
  embarrassment, but could not help keeping her pretty legs
  pressed together. 'Right just step over here, that's it one
  leg either side, now kneel down.' Diane instructed Wendy to
  sit astride the boy's waist with her pretty bottom facing his
  head, she observed the position of both Richard and her Maid.
  She was satisfied to see Wendy sitting over the boy looking
  innocently at Richard's erect penis, standing stiffly only
  inches from her face. 
  'Now Wendy I just want you to hold his legs under your arms,
  you can do that can't you. 
  'Yes Miss.' the maid replied. Diane took hold of one of the
  boy's legs making him bend the knee further as she pushed it
  up over his hips. Veronica took charge of the other leg doing
  the same and placing the maid's arm over the back of the boy's
  knee. Richard felt so embarrassed as he lay there, his legs
  bent back over his body his sore bottom lifted up off the
  ground.
  'You don't need to kneel up, sit your bottom down a bit.' She
  said to the maid. Wendy let her buttocks move down on to the
  boy's chest, feeling his warm body under the cheeks of her
  bottom. Veronica moved to kneel by the his shoulder. She
  looked down into his eyes. His cheeks were suffused in a
  bright red blush. He had shut his eyes tightly, his lips were
  trembling and his chin quivered as she stroked soft fingers
  over his hot cheeks. 
  'Open your eyes.' Veronica said gently.
  Richard obeyed, slowly opening his eyes to look up into
  Veronica's beautiful face. Her hair was shining in the
  sunlight. She parted her sensuous lips and lowering her head
  kissed him on the cheek. Richard could not help but watch as
  Veronica sat up and began to slowly unbutton her shirt,
  pulling it from her waistband and dropping it down over her
  shoulders and arms. Her naked breasts stood out firmly as the
  she gazed down on him. Veronica took her arms out of the
  sleeves and leaned over the boy's face. Her nipples brushed
  across his cheeks as she moved her body over him.
       Diane knelt between Richard's legs and gently cupped her
  hand underneath his testicles. Her fingernails gently traced a
  pattern along the soft underside of the scrotum causing the
  skin to contract.
   Wendy watched in fascination as Diane took his penis in her
  other hand and gently slid her fingers up around the shaft,
  bending forward she blew on to the tip of the boy's penis.
   Slowly but steadily her hand passed up and down over the
  glans pulling the foreskin tight as she reached the base of
  the swollen organ.
  Richard's eyes were misty, his body stiffened as Diane
  cleverly stimulated his body to a fever of excitement.
  'There there Richard.' Veronica whispered, bringing her lips
  over the boy's face. 'It will all be over soon, you have had a
  traumatic day just relax there's a good boy.'
   She gently stroked the boy's face. His breathing had become
  heavier and more laboured, his body was trembling all over as
  Diane increased the pressure of her fingers upon his penis.  
  Diane noticed his hips had begun to move in small gyrations.
  She gently squeezed his testicles and pulled them forward. His
  buttocks moved from side to side as she brought him toward a
  climax.
  She mover her hand from his testicles and placed it over the
  end of his penis. She flattened the palm and rubbed it in a
  circular motion over the lips of the opening. The boy
  immediately tried to draw away from the intense sensation. But
  Diane held his penis firmly her hand keeping a steady motion
  up and down the shaft. Veronica watched his face, his mouth
  opened wide as he gasped for air. His breath producing a
  rasping sound against the larynx as the girl's brought him
  inexorably to the very edge of  his impending climax.
  'Oooooohh....ooh.ohh..ooohh.' Richard moaned.
   'Aaah.....hh...hh. He threw his head back. There was a
  pounding in his ears and his vision became blurred. Wendy felt
  the boy buck like a young colt beneath her buttocks. She
  pressed down on to his body and felt the soft lips of her
  vagina slide over his smooth skin.
  'You poor boy, you are tense aren't you, just hang on, you
  will come very soon.' Veronica whispered as she pressed her
  breasts over his chest and shoulder. Her face close to the
  boy's trembling lips.
  'Ooooooo....oo...ooohhhh..' Richard's head moved from side to
  side as once more ran the palm of her hand over the sensitive
  opening of his penis. She deliberately stretched the foreskin
  as tight it would go. Her fingers squeezing hard around the
  shaft. Richard was beside himself every nerve in his body
  stretched to breaking point.
   Without warning, Diane slipped the palm of her left hand
  between his legs her fingertips pressed hard against the anus,
  feeling for the first spasms of his climax.
  'Ooooohhh...aaaarrhhhhhhh.' Richard's moans grew louder. His
  head jerked from side to side, his mouth slack.       Veronica
  held the boys face between her hands as she saw his eyes lose
  focus.
  'Pleeeeaaase..Miss...pleeee...oooohhhh...aaaarrrhh.' Richard
  lost control. His limbs twitched as if he were having a fit.
  His eyes staring wildly.
  Diane felt the climax approach and deftly pushed her
  forefinger up into the boy's anus rapidly moving her finger in
  and out of the soft tissue of the sphincter. She watched as
  the first jets of semen erupted from the tip of the  penis.
  Immediately she pushed her finger hard up into his anus. She
  felt him buck as she curled the finger hard up against the
  prostate gland. "There my boy". she cooed. "Let's Have a nice
  big come from you."
  'Oooooo...oooo...oooohhhhh...aaaaaarrrrhhhhh. Richard moaned
  louder and louder his imprisoned hips trying to escape. His
  thighs quivering as his nerves sent shocks through to his
  legs. 'Ooooooohhh..Miss..Mi...ss. Wave after wave of pleasure
  rushed through his body. 'There you are, you're coming now.'
  whispered Veronica as she moved her lips over his.
  'Pleeeeaase........Missssss..' Richard gasped as spurt after
  spurt of semen shot from his penis.
  Suddenly Veronica closed her lips over his, deliberately
  robbing him of air. She pushed her tongue deep into the back
  of his throat and held him for a moment. Slowly she withdrew
  her mouth, feeling his chest heave as he drew in lung full's
  of air. Diane continued drawing her fingers firmly up and down
  the boy's penis. Her other hand pushing deep between the
  parted buttocks..
  Wendy felt the boy's stomach heave as she rubbed herself over
  him. Fascinated the maid watched as yet another stream of
  semen shot from the tip o his penis and high into the air.
  The boy's climax seemed to last forever as Diane cleverly
  coaxed every drop of juice from him. Richard's body trembled
  from head to foot. His fingers were stretched rigid, the
  orgasm had seemed to reach every part of his young body. His
  lungs felt as if they were about to explode as he gasped for
  air. 'Arrrhh.arrrhh. He moaned, all his strength gone, his
  body drained. Veronica looked down at him, her breasts gently
  pressing against him, her face close to his. 'There my
  precious boy, it's all over now'. She whispered softly, her
  breath sweet on his lips.
  'Oh..Miss..Misssss' Richard breathed a deep gulp of air as the
  last spasm's of pleasure rippled through his young body. Diane
  gripped the base of his penis, squeezing hard. She gently
  slipped her finger out of his bottom and cupped his testicles,
  Squeezing gently as her other hand firmly slid up his penis
  bringing the last drop of semen to the tip. Richard looked up
  at Veronica as if he had returned from a dream. 'Oh
  Miss...Miss.' He stammered. Veronica bent her body over his
  face and cupped her right breast, gently placing it against
  his open mouth. 'There my baby.. there.' She said soothingly
  as the boy's trembling lips closed over the nipple.
  Wendy looked in wonder at her Mistress watching every movement
  as Diane gently wiped a small globule of semen from the tip of
  Richard's penis. She reached for Wendy's hand, motioning her
  to let down Richard's legs. Satisfied, she took the maid's
  hand and placed it on the boy's penis.
   Wendy closed her small hand around it and squeezed. Diane
  took the girl's other hand and placed it between the boy's
  legs so that she could feel his testicles. Wendy leaned
  forward and cupped the testicles, gently moving the balls to
  and fro between her slim fingers.
  
  
  Richard awoke and looked up at the sky, his skin warm from the
  sun. The girls had left him lying quietly to recompose
  himself, the blonde girl ordering him to stay where he was and
  to rest. Richard had been near to fainting as Diane had
  cleverly prolonged his climax.
   He had slept for over two hours, his body exhausted from a
  surfeit of pain and pleasure coupled with the lack of sleep he
  had suffered during the night. He could not hear the girls and
  wondered whether they had left him to go home. He felt the
  blanket still underneath him and looked around to see one of
  the hampers was still by his side, but the Range Rover had
  gone. He turned his head toward the picnic table to see the
  maid watching him intently. On the table was a Thermos and
  four plastic cups. Richard raised himself on one elbow and
  suddenly realised he was naked. He quickly covered his groin
  with his hand. The maid stood and gazed down on him, her
  almond eye's, examining every detail of his body. 'Mistress
  Diane said that I should give you some coffee when you wake.'
  She said sweetly. Richard looked down at himself to make sure
  his hand was covering his genitals. 'I'll get dressed.' he
  said as he got to his feet awkwardly, keeping his hand over
  his groin.
  'Mistress Diane said you are not allowed to dress,' the girl
  said timidly looking down. '..and..and.. you are not to cover
  yourself.. with your hand. 'The maid's voice trailed off into
  a whisper as she hung her head.
  Richard could not believe his ears. So it wasn't over. His
  insides churned as he remembered the position he was in, he
  blushed, his face turning red in an instance. He didn't think
  he could bear more humiliation.
   'But..but..' Richard stuttered. The girl turned away from
  Richard swinging her legs over the bench to face the table.
  Her slim thighs exposed for a second as she pulled her skirt
  to her knees. She opened the Thermos and poured two cups of
  coffee. 'Do you take sugar.' She asked Richard who was still
  standing covering himself. The maid had not looked round at
  him as she spoke.
   '..er, yes please Miss..er two spoons.' Richard replied.
   'You can sit down.' Wendy spoke softly, then remembering his
  bottom. 'There is a blanket on the bench at that side she
  pointed to the bench at the other side of the table. 
  'Thank you Miss.' Richard replied his hands still placed over
  his penis. The maid looked up as walked round the long oak
  table. 'Richard.' Wendy spoke with warning in her voice.
  Richard stood still.
  'Mistress said it would be three strokes if I had to ask you
  to do anything twice.'
   Richard stood at the end of the table as the girl looked up
  at him. She looked embarrassed.
   Richard blushing looked down at his hands, slowly uncovering
  himself.
   'I'm sorry Miss.' Richard hung his head. His penis moved
  slightly as his arms fell to his sides 
   Wendy looked at the boy and felt sorry for him but she dare
  not disobey her Mistress.
   'You can sit down.' She said simply.
   The maid watched as the naked boy walked around the table.
  The livid red stripes on his bottom standing out from the pale
  skin. She noticed him wince as he sat down delicately.
       They drank coffee as Richard asked about the girls. Who
  they were and what they did. The girl told him as best she
  could details about the family and all the land they owned.
  She seemed uneasy as if she had something on her mind,
  something she had not told him.
   They sat for ten minutes before the girl looked up to
  Richard, and blushed prettily as she spoke.
  'Mistress Diane has told me to put some more......',
   The girl hesitated. '... lotion on your bottom..and..and to
  make your...your..,' She blushed bright red, '.....to make
  your..penis hard. 'She blurted. Her eyes looked down at her
  dainty fingers as she twisted them together nervously. 
  Richard stared with amazement. He blushed bright red, gasping
  in shock at the words. His head felt dizzy.
  'I..have..to do it.' The girl said as she looked at Richard.
   The boy hung his head but said nothing.
   They both sat in silence for a few minutes. The maid began to
  look nervous and blushed. 
  'They will be back soon' The girl broke the silence.
   'I think it will be best if I do it now.'
  'Wh..what shall I do Miss.' Richard stammered.
  'Just bend over the end of the table, while I bring the
  stuff.'
   The maid got up from the table and stepped over to the picnic
  hamper. She looked through it until she found the bottle that
  her Mistress had instructed her to use.
   She turned to find the boy already bending over the end of
  the oak table. His young body looking lithe and graceful as he
  bent forward, his arms stretched out in front of him. Wendy
  stood behind him and admired his body.
  His legs were pressed together and his buttocks were clenched.
  Wendy opened the bottle and placed the top on the table. She
  carefully poured some of the liquid into the palm of her right
  hand. She placed the bottle beside the top and gently placed
  her hand on the small of his back.
  'I have to do this Richard, they will cane you if I don't.'
  she said softly.
  'Please do as I ask you, or it will be worse for both of us.'
  Richard raised his head, which rested on his arms.
  'I'll do as you say Miss, I promise.'
  'Open your legs please, I have to do it exactly as she told
  me.'
  Richard opened his legs a few inches still keeping his
  buttocks clenched.
  'You will have to open them further please hurry they will be
  back soon.' Wendy said anxiously.
  Richard opened his legs until they were about two feet apart,
  but the girl was not satisfied.
  'No all the way, like you were before' she said more firmly.
  Richard opened his legs as far as he could. The thought of his
  recent punishment flooding through his mind as she reminded
  him.
  Wendy gently put her cupped palm over his bottom, the liquid
  running down his buttocks. She quickly followed the liquid
  with her hand rubbing it gently over his pale firm bottom.
  'It..stings ..a bit Miss' Richard gasped as he felt the liquid
  setting fire to the weal's across his flesh.
  'Relax your bottom, I can't get inside.' Wendy said nervously
  as her hand rubbed softly over him.
  Richard unclenched his buttocks allowing the maid access to
  the cleft between his cheeks. She stroked gently over the
  mounds of his bottom, her fingers making their way between the
  crevice, the tips gently probing at the very centre, making
  Richard squirm.
  Wendy felt less nervous as she realised how pliable the boy
  was. She slowly let her hand slip lower between the buttock
  cheeks, her right hand sliding from his back down between the
  cleft. With her left hand she slid her fingers boldly between
  his legs and cupped his testicles.
  'OOooh,ooh. Richard gasped as the girl held him between her
  delicate fingers. Deliberately she stoked over the boy's
  scrotum and slipped her well lubricated fingers tenderly
  around his penis, pulling it back so she could see it as she
  stooped lower. She pushed the foreskin up the shaft and then
  pulled back down, squeezing as she drew her fingers down in a
  milking motion. She felt the penis begin to stiffen as she
  skilfully slid the foreskin down over the head and then up
  again, stretching the soft skin tight... as Diane had
  instructed.
  'Ooooh..Miss'. Richard moaned softly, as the girl gently
  played with his penis, her small hands moving with delicacy
  and precision.
  'I'm sorry Richard but I have to do this.' She said, as she
  squeezed and pulled once more.
   Richard's body began to quiver under the effect of the girls
  fingers.
   Gently she let go of him and placed her arms round his
  shoulders pulling him up. Richard stood up straight at the
  girls prompting.
   She turned him, directing him round the table to the bench,
  her hands sliding to his waist as she pushed him forward. 
  'Just stand there and open your legs wide.' Wendy said as
  stood him in front of the bench, facing the table. She stepped
  around the boy and sat on the bench in front of him, sliding
  her knees in between his thighs. She looked up at him and
  blushed as she saw the anguish in his face.
  'I'm sorry but I have to.' She reached forward and took hold
  of his penis and pulled him closer to her. With her other hand
  she gently stroked the inside of his thigh upward from the
  knee until she reached the juncture of his thighs. She cupped
  the soft scrotum in her hand, and squeezed the testes gently.
  Her young fingers deftly pushed the foreskin back and forth,
  the young maid imitating the expert ministrations her Mistress
  had demonstrated. Richard's body began to tremble as she slid
  her delicate fingers up and down his shaft in a continuous
  rhythm.
  'Plee..ease Miss' Richard moaned as Wendy increased the tempo
  of her fingers upon his organ.
  'I feel funny..Miss...oohh..ooohh Miss.' Wendy quickened the
  pace of her fingers as the boy's thighs trembled and shuddered
  in front of her. Suddenly he seemed to go week at the knees.
  'Plee..eease Misss..sss,  I..th..ink.I'mm.. ' Richard
  stammered as a wave of sexual sensation pervaded his whole
  body. So intense that his whole body jolted like a young colt.
  Wendy deliberately increased the pace of her hand. She pulled
  the foreskin right down to the bottom of the shaft before
  bringing it up over the glans. With her other hand she quickly
  felt between the boy's buttocks, locating the anus with her
  index finger. 'I'm sorry Richard, but I have to put my finger
  into your bottom, I'll try not to hurt you.' Wendy said
  breathlessly as she felt for the centre of the sphincter.
  'Please Miss, I feel.. oh.. Miss' Richard pleaded.
  "Just try and relax your bottom". She pushed against the
  tightly shut sphincter, probing quite firmly. Feeling the
  entrance she deftly pushed her slender finger up into his
  anus. She felt his buttocks contract savagely as she firmly
  pushed her finger up as far as it would go.
  'Oops, there we are, now just try and relax.' The boy was
  jerking his body uncontrollably as she impaled him. His knees
  sagged and shook and his face grimaced.
  'Pleee...eeease.......Misssssss.' Richard moaned as he felt
  his climax approach
  'I'm sorry.' Wendy said softly, 'But I have to make you come.'
  She pushed his foreskin down tightly probing deeply with her
  finger, as his hips moved backward she found she was able to
  quickly push a second finger up into his bottom.
  'There I think you're going to come now, just a few more
  little strokes. Wendy tightened her fingers over the shaft,
  his scrotum swinging backwards and forwards between his widely
  parted legs. 'Oooooo...ooohhh..Miss..ss..sss.' Richard's legs
  shook as he climaxed..his  knees quivered and shook and his
  bottom trembled as the young maid coaxed him to a climax. She
  watched the boy ejaculate'
  'Come on Richard ..Let it all come out..that's it.. every
  drop. 'Wendy spoke softly to him as she quickened her strokes.
  His semen shooting from the tip and spilling to the ground.
  She squeezed the shaft at the base, pressing her middle finger
  to the underside, urging the last drops of juice to the tip.
  She increased the pressure of her fingers in the boy's bottom
  curling them upward. She watched as he through his head back
  in uncontrolled emotion. She carefully slid her fingers from
  his bottom and took hold of his scrotum. Richard was sobbing
  with emotion, his eyes tightly shut and his breath coming in
  quick gasps. His whole body was shaking rapidly as if in
  fever.
  'Oooooo..ooo..oh.ah' He moaned, as she cupped his testes in
  her soft hand and squeezed  them firmly.
   'Nearly finished..there..that's all of it.' Her pretty face
  was flushed as she looked up at Richard through her long
  eyelashes. 
  'It's all over now Richard, just relax.' She whispered the
  words to him, looking into his face. 'Open your eyes, it's all
  over now.' 
  Richard opened his eyes and looked into hers. She stood up
  still holding his penis, her left hand cupping his testes. 
  'You're all right now just relax.' She leaned forward and
  placed a tender kiss upon his trembling lips. Gently she
  released his captive penis and testicles. She placed her hands
  on either side of his hips and turned him round so that his
  back was towards her. She guided him to the picnic blankets,
  her hands softly stroking his waist.
  'Lay down here on your back, I just have to clean you up.' 
  She spoke soothingly to him as one would a child. Richard felt
  numb his mind in turmoil as he obeyed her instructions. She
  watched the boy as he carefully lowered himself to the ground.
  He grimaced once as his bottom touched the blanket. "Lay back
  with your head on the blanket and open your legs". Richard
  obeyed, feeling foolish once more as he felt the girl's hand
  on his knee, pulling his legs further apart.
  Wendy had learned a lot today, not only concerning the
  physical aspects of the day's events... but about herself. She
  looked down at Richard, delighted at his obedience to her. His
  timid expression and blushing cheeks denoting her dominance in
  their relationship. At first she had been shocked when Diane
  had informed her of what she must do. The feeling of shock was
  quickly followed by one of anxiety. Would she be able to
  handle the boy? What if he was to decide to leave; she would
  not have the strength to stop him. She smiled down at him,
  observing the look of pure supplication as she knelt and
  tenderly stroked the burning cheek of his face. "Just lay
  there and relax a little, you've had a busy day." She
  delicately traced her pretty fingers down over his chest and
  down on to his tummy. "I have done it! and done it well". She
  thought, feeling a sense of pride and perhaps determination.
  Wendy turned her body round and took some soft moist tissues
  from the hamper. She gently took his penis in her hand and
  wiped the tip. Very gently she pulled the foreskin down
  exposing the rim and wiped behind it. Richard's hips jerked as
  the tissue grazed the rim.
   'There it's all finished.' she said as she laid his penis
  over his tummy. 'Do you feel better now?' she asked gently as
  she sat back on her heels.
  'Oh miss I feel so ashamed.' Richard mumbled. 'I don't know
  what...to..':
  'Don't cry.' She said as the boy's emotions took hold of him.
  She laid her hand gently on his chest. 
  'I had to do that to you, I had no choice.' She said gently.
  'I know,,,Miss ..I'm..sorry ..Miss.' Richard stammered as
  Wendy looked down into his face.
  'Miss Diane instructed me that If they were not back...er.. 
  after I ..er.' She did not finish the sentence. 'I was to let
  you get dressed and go home, she also said that you may come
  and swim everyday of the holiday's. She said that you wont be
  disturbed and that you were to come.'
  Richard had stopped crying and looked up at Wendy's pretty
  face.
  'I think it would be better if you went before they returned.'
  Richard looked at the girl thankfully.
  'May I get dressed now Miss?' He sat up hoping she would not
  look down at his nakedness.
  'Yes, that is what Miss Diane said.' Wendy looked into the
  boy's face. 
  'She is not cruel really, she is..is very loving, but you have
  to obey the rules otherwise she will punish you. Did she hurt
  you very much?'
  'Yes Miss.' The boy answered. 'It hurt a lot.'
  'She said that was how it should be. 'Wendy looked straight
  into the boy's tear stained eyes. 
  Richard stood, turning his back as he bent toward his clothes. 
  'I am truly sorry I trespassed Miss.. will you tell her?
  'Richard asked as he put on his clothes.
  'Yes Richard of course' The maid said softly. 'You had better
  go before they come,'
  'Bye Miss.' He said as he started walking quickly away, his
  sore bottom smarting as he walked toward the wood. Wendy stood
  watching him. Her hand pressed between her thighs. Suddenly
  she sank to her knees as she felt a wave of passion course
  through her young body. "Oh my god" She thought as she quickly
  slipped her hand beneath her skirt and rubbed the palm over
  her pubis. Wave after wave of indescribable sexual sensation
  rippled through her slender frame. Her shoulder shook as she
  bent her head forward, her fingers busily brushing back and
  forth over her clitoris. The orgasm had taken her completely
  by surprise. Her penned up sexual passions suddenly explode
  within her. She lay back on the blankets her hand still
  stroking her fingers over the lips of her vagina. Gradually
  her senses returned. She lay back looking up at the tiny white
  clouds moving slowly over the bright blue of the sky.
  
  
  'Well I think that's everything.' Lady Rawlings looked up at
  the two girls as they sat in front of her ornate desk.
  They were sat in the study, the two girls were looking pleased
  as she replaced the receiver of the telephone smiling.
  'I am sure we have done the right thing, I feel better that
  he's going to come to us. I know you will have your play toy,
  but at the same time we will be ensuring he has a better
  future.'
  'Is fostering better than adoption?' Veronica asked Lady
  Rawlings, as she leaned forward putting her elbows on to the
  desk.
  'Initially yes, it means if the medical centre pass him fit on
  Monday, he will be brought straight to us. I have arranged
  with Jane at the school to supply us with a governess for the
  boy. She will arrive the day after you go back from the
  holiday. Lady Rawlings closed the file she had in front of her
  and continued. 'Don't you think it was rather clever asking if
  the orphanage had an older boy that she could recommend.
  Diane laughed, 'It would be a bit unfortunate if she had
  recommended someone else.'
  'Well I was taking your word that he was obedient and polite.
  However it was nice that she put forward your Richard Chambers
  as being of excellent character. She said that although he was
  nearly fifteen, she was sure he would be a credit to us. Don't
  forget we have already arranged for the Vietnamese girl to
  start work on Monday, if she is as pretty as her photographs I
  think you will like her.' 
  'I can't wait.' Said Diane.
  'You never could.' Lady Rawlings laughed watching her lovely
  daughter giggle to her friend.' I don't know what you two get
  up to at school, but I can guess it's not all good.'
  'We don't get up to much at school, that's why the holidays
  are so good.' Veronica was still smirking at Diane as she
  spoke.
  'You are so good to us, I really mean it and I am sure that we
  are doing the best for the boy.' Diane looked lovingly at her
  mother. 'I am sure there is not another boy anywhere that has
  his looks or grace, it seems a shame that he should spend his
  life in an orphanage.'
  'Well I am sure he will fit in nicely here, Now hadn't you two
  better go and fetch our maid.' Lady Rawlings stood and walked
  around the desk.
  The girl smiled up at her mother and thought of what the maid
  might be doing at this very moment. She should have finished
  by now, I gave her detailed instructions.' Diane smiled at the
  recollection.
  'There is nothing like giving someone a taste of power over
  their fellow humans.' Lady Rawlings smiled. 'It worked wonders
  for Hitler in his early days.'
  Both girls laughed at her, watching her slim body turn and
  open the door of the study.
  
  ##
  
  'Well my daughter will be up to take you in five minutes, so
  'll say Goodbye. We shall miss you Richard.' The matron who
  had been speaking stood up and shook Richard by the hand. 
  They were in matron's office where Richard had been called to
  attend earlier in the week and told  he was to be fostered,
   'Not just by anyone, but by Lady Rawlings herself.' She had
  told him proudly. 
  Richard had not know what to think, he had not been unhappy at
  the orphanage but was bright enough to realise that his
  prospects were not good. Most boys joined the services,
  several had joined a year ago leaving Richard as the eldest
  boy. What clouded his mind was the experience up at the lake.
  His body had not recovered from the beating, or his mind from
  the embarrassment and humiliation. He had been excited with
  sexual sensations that he had never thought possible. His
  penis stirred beneath the baggy flannel trousers as he thought
  of the girls and what they had done to him.
  Would history repeat itself, he was sure that it would. He did
  not think he could stand another caning, his bottom was still
  extremely sore. However he had no choice to make, Matron had
  not asked him whether he would like to be fostered, she had
  simply told him. 
  Richard awoke from his reverie to find Matron beaming down on
  him, her broad features wreathed in smiles. 'Off you go young
  man, your car awaits.' She laughed as she pushed Richard
  through the door.
  Matron's daughter was stood in the doorway. 'I don't suppose
  he will be taking a suitcase" she said as she turned and set
  off down the corridor. Richard liked Janet, she had been good
  to the boy, giving him occasional sweets and cake from the
  kitchen. She had turned seventeen years of age a few months
  ago, and had started to take driving lessons. She had passed
  her driving test last week and had not been out of the car
  since. Taking Richard to the Medical Centre had been yet
  another excuse to use her mother's car.
  'Thank you for taking me Miss.' Said Richard as they climbed
  into the car.
  'I've told you, you don't have to call me Miss, I'm Janet and
  as you well know this is another good excuse to get out in the
  car. Richard enjoyed hearing her well-bred accent. It was not
  as well modulated as the girl's at the lake but it had a
  fruity sound as she laughed.
  Richard watched her as they drove toward the town, her
  features were neat and she had a very pretty mouth, especially
  when she smiled, showing her brilliant white teeth.
  'I shall be sorry to see you go, but I am pleased for you, it
  could not have happened to a nicer boy.' She laughed as she
  said the last words, but she meant them. Richard had always
  seemed to be special and looking at him now, as they parked
  the car, she could see the boy's merit.
  'I'll come in with you, I have a letter to give to them.' She
  said as they both walked up the stone steps of the large
  modern building. They entered the building and located the
  third floor which was sign-posted 'Medical Examination'.
  They pushed through the swing door into an office. A young
  Nurse of about twenty looked up at them as they entered. She
  was dressed in a stiff white tunic, which revealed the vee of
  her breasts. Her shoulder tabs were decorated with blue
  epaulettes imprinted with narrow gold stripes. 
  Janet spoke first. 'I have brought Richard Chambers from the
  orphanage he has an eleven o'clock appointment here.'
  'Ah.. yes, he is to be got ready to go before the committee at
  two this afternoon... you will be Matron's daughter.' The
  nurse smiled up at Janet.
  'You have a letter for me?'
  Janet handed over the letter to the nurse, who took it and
  slit open the envelope with her neatly manicured fingernails.
   'I see,' she said a couple of times while she read the
  letter. After a few moments she looked up and smiled at the
  boy.
   'If you would come with me Richard.' She turned to Janet. 'I
  won't keep you more than a few moments but Matron has
  requested that you take his clothes back with you.' 
  Richard followed the nurse through the grey carpeted office to
  a white door situated in the far wall. Richard realised that
  he had not said goodbye Janet. They entered a small corridor
  with doors situated on both sides. 
  'In here' The nurse lead him through the first door into a
  brightly lit room. Richard looked around, seeing a row of
  shiny metal sinks, on which sat rows of glass jars and
  containers. In the middle of the room there was a table
  covered with padded rubber. To his left were a series of
  cubicles which were open-ended the first of these contained a
  chair. A trolley of instruments stood in front of the second
  cubicle, its chromium plated frame holding glass shelves
  beneath the stainless steel top.
  'If you would just take off your clothes in there.' She
  pointed to the first cubicle. 'I will prepare you a jar.' The
  nurse moved over to the sinks.
  Richard looked up into as he entered the cubicle but could
  find no curtain to pull across. Feeling uncomfortable he began
  to undress. The nurse was still busy at the sink as he stood
  in his underpants, the rest of his clothes folded on the chair
  beside him.
  'Are you ready yet.' She said as she turned toward him with a
  jar in her hand.
  'Ah..' She looked at the boy 'You will have to take those off
  I'm afraid.'
  Richard blushed and bent forward, slowly he took off the
  woollen pants holding them in front of himself.
  The nurse put down the jar and approached him. He timidly
  looked up to see her standing before him. The nurse looked
  amused at his embarrassment. Her smile made him blush even
  more. 'I will see if I can find a bag for these.' She reached
  for the clothes beside him and picked up his boots from the
  floor. She placed them on top of the pile and gently pulled
  the underpants away from the boy's grasp. Richard quickly
  covered himself with his hands. The nurse smiled down at him,
  her red lips revealing even white teeth. Her eyes widened in
  mock surprise as she looked down on his naked body. "You're
  not embarrassed are you Richard?" He looked down timidly, his
  hands pressed tightly over his genitals. 
  'I think I will have to find you something to do with those
  hands.' She turned and put the clothes down on top of the
  rubber-covered table and picked up the glass jar she had been
  holding earlier. It was large and rounded with a long straight
  stem, the lip being about four inches in diameter.
  'Come over here, I want you to give me a urine sample.' The
  nurse took hold of the boy's shoulder and led him to the
  centre of the room. She bent on one knee in front of him.
  Deliberately she placed her fingers around the boy's wrist and
  gently pulled his hand away from the juncture of his thighs.
  'Take your hands away, there's a good boy.' She said softly.
  Richard was blushing as he let his hands fall to his sides.
  'Now just stand there, with your legs astride, there that's
  the way.' Richard nervously stood with his legs apart, his
  face beginning to turn a brighter red. The nurse looked up,
  her brown eyes noting his embarrassment.
  'Don't be shy, I am not going to hurt you.' She lifted the
  glass container up under his penis, making sure the cold glass
  touched his testicles. Richard shuddered as he felt the touch
  of the container, his scrotum recoiling as she pressed it
  against his genitals.
  'Now I just want you to urinate in this, take of hold of it,
  there that's it.' She took his wrist placing his hand on the
  rim. Richard took hold of the jar using both hands
  .'That's the way." She smiled as she reached for his clothes
  and stood in front of him.
  'See what you can do, there's a good boy'. The nurse carried
  his clothes with her as she walked into the corridor.
  Richard tried to urinate but even the cold of the glass
  pressed against him did not help. It was a few moments before
  he felt the telltale sensations in his lower stomach. He began
  to urinate, his bladder disgorging his urine in a rush.
  To his horror the door opened and a young nurse walked in
  bringing Janet with her. Richard looked at them his face full
  of anguish, as if to tell they had made a mistake.
   'Ah I thought we would find him in here.' The small blonde
  hair'd nurse turned to Janet as she spoke. She did not seem in
  the least concerned at seeing Richard naked, or the fact that
  he was urinating helplessly. Richard's face turned bright red
  as both the nurse and Janet turned towards him.
  'He is just having to give his urine sample. 'The nurse said
  to Janet, her tone quite indifferent to the boy's pleading
  look.
  The epaulettes of the nurse's starched white tunic bore one
  gold stripe. Her shapely legs were firm and tanned, her thighs
  showed through the flap of her skirt which finished well above
  her knees. She wore white shoes, the soles silent upon the
  floor as she moved to stand in front of him. Janet looked down
  at the jar, noticing how large his young penis was as it lay
  resting on the glass rim. She had often wondered how he would
  look without clothes. She examined his body, noting his
  perfect proportions. Richard stood helplessly, his face
  suffused in red as he continued to urinate helplessly. She
  observed the look of pure terror on his face as he tried to
  twist his body away from their gaze. 
  'I'm sorry Richard, they didn't tell me they had started.' She
  said softly. Richard had nearly stopped urinating but could
  not stop his body giving one final shudder spilling more urine
  into the jar. Before he could turn away the nurse had stooped
  down and taken the jar. She took hold of his penis, circling
  the flesh with her fingers. Deftly she squeezed the last few
  drops of urine into the jar. Janet looked down at the boy's
  genitals as the nurse gently pulled the young boy's penis. She
  raised her head to look at his face. A flush of pity went out
  to him as she observed his acute embarrassment. Richard could
  not bring himself to meet her gaze, but lowered his head to
  avoid eye contact. The nurse lowered the jar lifting his penis
  as she took it from between his thighs.
  'Just stay where you are and I will be back in a moment.' She
  said to Richard as she took the jar away from him and placed
  it on the sink. She attached a label and wrote Richard's name
  on it.
  Janet leaned forward and touched Richard's shoulder. 'I am so
  sorry Richard, I had no idea, please look at me.' She
  whispered softly to him as he looked up a small tear in the
  corner of his eye. He had pressed his knees together and had
  once more covered himself with his hands.
  The nurse returned with a small square of gauze. She pushed
  the boy's hands away as she bent on one knee in front of him.
   'I'll just do this and then we can try and locate his
  clothes.' She said to Janet as she looked over her shoulder.
  She took hold of the boy's penis and squeezed it drawing her
  hand slowly down to the glans.
   Richard watched in horror as her hand encircled him, her
  delicate fingers cool on his skin. Through tear-filled eyes,
  he watched the nurse pull his foreskin back and gently squeeze
  the tip of his penis. A small drop of urine escaped on to the
  gauze pad. 
  The nurse stood and turned toward Janet, seemingly unaware of
  the distress she had caused the young boy. 'I think Nurse
  Carter has probably taken his clothes to the locker room,
  shall we go and have a look.' She waved her hand forward as
  she moved toward the door.
   Wendy looked at Richard, his hands once more covering his
  genitals. 
  'I shall have to go Richard, I am sorry you were embarrassed.
  I had no idea you would be naked or doing that. I really do
  hope you will be very happy where you are going. If I am
  allowed I will come and visit you soon.' 
  Richard looked up at Janet. Her words were just beginning to
  make sense to him through his haze of embarrassment.
  'Th..thankyou Miss, thank you.' Wendy quickly bent forward and
  kissed him on the cheek.
  'Bye.. see you soon.' She whispered as she turned and followed
  the young nurse through the door.*
  
  
  Richard stood in the middle of the room feeling totally naked
  and ashamed. His young body trembling as he stood holding his
  hands over his groin. He had been standing there for quite a
  few minutes before two more young nurses entered the room.
  They both had dark hair pinned under pretty caps set back on
  their heads. The taller and prettier of the two went to the
  sinks ignoring the boy as he stood covering himself. The other
  nurse, a petite athletic looking girl stood in front of
  Richard. Both nurses wore rubber aprons, covering their
  starched tunics.
  'We will need a urine sample from you before we start.' She
  said meeting the boy's eyes.
  'I just..just did..' Richard stammered as he looked at the
  nurse before dropping his gaze to the floor.'
  'It's here.' The second nurse walked across from the sinks to
  stand by his side. 'I want you to get up on the table, and
  kneel down on your hands and knee's, do you think you can do
  that for me?' She spoke kindly to him. 'I am Nurse Ford.' The
  taller nurse spoke again as she placed a hand on his shoulder
  and turned his body toward the table.
  'This is Nurse Todd, and your name is Richard is that right.'
  Richard nodded as he climbed on to the table. Both nurses
  watched him as he kneeled down facing them, his face suffused
  in red. The taller nurse placed her hand gently on his
  shoulders and stroked her fingers down his back and over his
  upturned buttocks. 
  'Now we are going to give you an enema, I don't suppose you
  have had one before so I will tell you that it doesn't hurt, 
  so just relax when I tell you, all right?'
  Richard nodded his head numbly. The small blonde nurse had
  brought an instrument trolley up to the end of the table. The
  instrument trolley had four corner posts, one of which
  extended to six feet high. On top of the extension hung a soft
  plastic container. The oblong bag was about eight inches long
  and contained two pints of liquid. The lower end of the bag
  was moulded into an adapter on which was attached a long tube,
  the bottom of which was coiled up on the trolley's tabletop.
  The nurse placed the trolley alongside the table where the boy
  was kneeling. Nurse Ford moved behind Richard and placed her
  hands on his ankles.
  'Just shuffle back a little bit... there that's it... and open
  your knees as wide as you can.' She gently held the boy's
  ankles as he moved back. She moved her hands to the inside's
  of his knees. 'Open up a little more... there that's it... 
  there's a good boy.' She spoke very softly, as one would to a
  small child.
  Richard felt utterly humiliated as the young nurse parted his
  legs. He was well aware that she had plain view of his
  testicles and penis hanging down between his widely spread
  thighs. His buttocks clenched as she stroked her fingers
  delicately over his bottom. Nurse Todd looked to her companion
  and motioned her head toward the weals, still clearly
  delineated across the boy's buttocks. 'You have been in the
  wars, haven't you.' She traced her hand across the marks left
  by his caning.
   'I didn't know they caned you so severely at the orphanage.'
  Richard felt the now familiar nerves in his stomach begin to
  churn. He was going to explain and then thought better of it.
  "Yes miss."
  He replied his voice a hoarse whisper. The nurse took a pair
  of thin plastic gloves from the trolley and slipped them on to
  her pretty hands.
  'Now I am just going to lubricate your bottom for a few
  moments, so just breathe deeply and try and let yourself
  relax.'
  She took a tube from the trolley and squeezed some of the
  contents on to her index finger. Richard felt her cool fingers
  part his bottom. He flinched as the cold lubricant touched his
  sphincter. The nurse gently rubbed her finger up and down over
  his the small opening. The fingers of her other hand pulling
  the cheek of his bottom to the side. She probed gently,
  feeling his bottom squirm under her hand as she rubbed over
  the tightly puckered sphincter.
  'Now just breathe deeply, in and out, in and out.' Her words
  set up a rhythm for the boy to copy.
  'There that's the way.' She said, as her finger became bolder,
  probing more urgently at the puckered star of the sphincter.
  'Oooh... ooh.' Richard gasped as her finger slid neatly up
  into his anus.
  'Just breath deeply, there's a good boy.' She probed
  delicately in and out of the boy's anal passage.
  'I'm afraid you're a little tight, just try and relax your
  bottom a little more.' Richard tried to relax his buttocks,
  but could not, his bottom tightened as her finger pushed up
  into him. He did not see the other nurse stand behind him. She
  held a long chromium nozzle with a rubber tube attached to it.
  The nozzle had a smooth flange half way down the stem. The
  flange was about an inch and a half in diameter tapering back
  to a thinner section. A soft rubber ring encompassed the end
  of the adapter to which the tube was attached. She held it
  behind her as Nurse Ford increased the penetration of her
  finger into the boy's anus.
   Nodding her head to her colleague, she pushed her finger
  further in.
  'Just relax now.' She said gently as her colleague moved the
  nozzle in between the cheeks of Richard's bottom. Delicately
  the nurse eased her finger partly out of the anus. She pulled
  down on the sphincter with her fingertip still inside. Richard
  began to tremble as she increased the pressure of her finger,
  he gasped as she stretched the opening. 'Take a deep breath,
  all the way in, that's it.' The second nurse placed the tip of
  the nozzle against the small opening above her companion's
  finger. She pushed firmly feeling a small resistance before
  the cold steel slid up into the anus. 'Breathe in deeply now.'
  She said softly as she pushed the nozzle further in. The
  flange was now touching the tightly stretched sphincter.
  'Ooh.. ooh.' Richard moaned as he felt the cold appliance
  invade his bottom. Nurse Ford stroked her hand over the boys
  buttocks, stroking softly as her colleague moved round to the
  boy's side and placed her hand firmly on his back, bringing
  her other hand up underneath his slim tummy. 'Now breathe
  deeply just once more, and relax your bottom, just one more
  push now.' 'Ooooh oo..er.' Richard gasped as he felt the cold
  steel push hard against his bottom feeling his sphincter
  stretch over the smooth metal flange.
  The nurse stood by his side gently pushing her hand down on
  the small of his back. "Keep your bottom up there's a good
  boy". With her left hand she stoked underneath him, her
  fingers running under his tummy and toward his groin.  She
  nodded at her companion and pushed down hard on the boy's
  back. Nurse Todd pushed the flange firmly against the
  sphincter, watching the skin stretch wide as the flange
  disappeared up into the boy. 'Oooo...hh..oohh.' He cried as he
  felt his bottom stretched wide. "There we are it's all in now,
  just relax.' She said as she pushed the buttocks apart to
  check the nozzle was being firmly held in place.
  'There that didn't hurt too much did it. 'said the nurse at
  his side, feeling his body give a reactionary shudder after
  the sudden penetration. 
  Richard could feel the cold steel deep inside him, his anus
  was contracting, trying to reject the intrusion. 
  The nurse stood behind him for a few moments gently stroking
  the quivering cheeks of his bottom. She noticed that his penis
  had distended slightly during the insertion of the nozzle. She
  stroked over his buttocks comforting him before she turned on
  the irrigator.
  'Nurse Ford is going to feel your tummy to make sure you are
  all right, so don't worry Richard.' She said softly.
   Richard felt the cool water begin to fill his insides, it
  felt strange as it passed into his bowels, making his nerves
  tingle right down to the tip of his penis. The nurse moved
  from behind him and around the table, her hips leaning against
  the top as she stood facing the boy. She cupped her hand under
  his chin and raised his head to look at her. Her strong
  features softened as she spoke softly to him. 
  'It wont take long, and its easier for you when I let the
  irrigation run in slowly.' she said.
  She stroked his cheek and continued to hold his chin, looking
  into his eyes. 
  Richard felt his insides beginning to fill, he felt bloated,
  his stomach distended as Nurse Ford stroked his tummy, her
  fingers cool on his skin. 
  She stroked her hand back and forth, feeling the lower stomach
  swell. She felt his penis brush against her fingers as she
  moved her hands further down into his pubic hair. Her other
  hand ran over his back and down on to his buttocks. The feel
  of the boy's skin was delightful, his body looking beautiful
  as he kneeled before her. 
  'There is only a little more and then we've finished.' She
  said as her fingers once more bushed his penis.'
  Richard was feeling a growing embarrassment as he felt her
  hands touching him. He was aware that his penis had grown, the
  foreskin curling back over the rim of the glans.
  Nurse Todd held the boy's face in her hands. She too, was
  enjoying the sight of his body. She had not seen a boy so
  beautifully featured before. She spoke gently to Richard whose
  face was becoming redder by the minute.
  'I'm just going to take the nozzle out of your bottom, I won't
  hurt you I promise.' She looked deep into his eyes.
   'The secret is just to relax your bottom, you can do that for
  me can't you Richard.'
  Richard felt utterly embarrassed as the pretty nurse stroked
  his cheek. Would she see that his penis had grown, he felt his
  body shudder as the nurse walked back to the trolley and
  turned off the irrigator. 
  She picked up the tube of lubricant her colleague had used
  earlier and squeezed a little on to her finger. Standing
  behind the boy she gently placed her hand on his buttock, her
  fingers resting in the cleft of his bottom.
   With her right hand she pushed her finger against the
  opening, making sure the lubricant penetrated the inside of
  his sphincter.
  'Just relax.' She said as she took hold of the metal
  appliance. She pulled gently but quickly, watching the
  sphincter close back over the stem as she extracted the
  flange.
  'There that's a good boy.' she said as she delicately slid the
  rest of the nozzle out of his bottom. She picked up a gauze
  pad and held it firmly in between his buttocks. She noticed
  that his penis was now quite stiff and was pointing forward
  slightly.
  'Right if you can just slide your legs off the back of the
  table and stand up. I'll take care of your bottom.'
  Richard felt awkward as both of the nurses helped him from the
  table. Nurse Todd carefully pressed the gauze firmly to his
  bottom, making sure there was no spillage. 
  Richard was blushing profusely as he stood down from the table
  his penis was stiff and pointing forward. Nurse Todd smiled at
  her companion as she watched the boy's penis bob from side to
  side as they helped him from the table to a cubicle in the
  corner.
  There was a toilet boil and bidet in set in the tiled floor of
  the cubicle. 
  'Just sit on here.' The nurse said as she took away the gauze.
  'We'll leave you here Richard, just come through that door
  when you've finished.'
  Both nurses were looking down at him surely they would see his
  erection Richard blushed a deeper red. The nurses seemed
  oblivious to his plight. 
  
  It was ten minutes later when Richard emerged through the door
  to the row of baths. Both nurses looked up at his naked body,
  his hands once again clasped tightly to his groin. The bath
  they were stood next to was already half filled with water.
  'Just pop yourself in here, Richard and you will feel a lot
  better.' The taller girl addressed Richard and pointed to the
  water. Richard got into the bath covering his now flaccid
  penis.
  He sat down, using one hand on the side of the bath as he
  covered himself with the other. 
  'I will leave you to it.' The smaller girl addressed her
  colleague as she left the bathroom.
  The nurse kneeled by the side of the bath and took a jug she
  had placed on the floor. She filled the jug from the bath
  water behind the boy's back.
  'Close your eyes Richard I am going to wash your hair.' She
  proceeded to pour water from the jug over the boy's head as he
  squeezed his eye-lids together. She got up and fetched shampoo
  from a trolley at the far side of the room. The trolley
  contained an assortment of bottles and jars.
        Turning to the bath she observed the boy as he sat in
  the warm water, his face screwed up as he squeezed his eyes.
  His hands were still covering himself. I am going to enjoy
  this she thought as she approached the bath. Pouring the
  liquid on to his head, she began to shampoo the boy's hair,
  rinsing it several times before putting on more shampoo.
  Gently she massaged his scalp, her fingers stroking the back
  of his neck and his ears. She rinsed once more before fetching
  clean warm water from the tap at the sink. 
  'Eyes tight, you don't want soap in your eyes.' She poured
  more water over the boy's head.
  'Right stand up and I'll do the rest of you.' Richard's eyes
  were still shut but there was no mistaking the boy's reaction
  to her words.
   He blushed as he took one hand away from his groin and held
  the side of the bath. The girl smiled as she helped him up
  putting her arm round his waist.
  Above the bath was a metal bar, which ran along the entire
  length of the room. It held plastic shower curtains at one
  end.  The bar was about two feet above the boy's head. She
  took one of Richard's wrists and lifted it above his head.
  'Take hold of the bar Richard.' She said gently as Richard
  looked up . He clasped his fingers around the bar, his other
  hand still cupped tightly over his penis. He blushed as she
  took hold of his other wrist and pulled it from his groin.
  'Both hands on the bar, that's a good boy.' She said
  soothingly as she exposed him. Richard felt numb, standing
  naked before the young nurse. She smiled kindly at him before
  walking across to the surgical trolley situated in the middle
  of the room. She wheeled it across to the bath and taking a
  dispenser of liquid soap she squeezed a generous helping on to
  her palm. Looking up at Richard she saw the dismay on his face
  as she scooped water on to his tummy. Don't be embarrassed
  Richard.' She said brightly. 'You want to feel clean don't
  you?' 
  'Yes Nurse.' Richard said, his mind in turmoil.' She scooped
  more water on to his stomach and watched it trickle down
  between his legs.
   'Well then a nice warm bath is just the thing.' She
  transferred the soap to her left hand and proceeded to soap
  the young boy's stomach avoiding his pubic hair. She took the
  jug again and poured water over his shoulders and chest.
  Soaping both hands thoroughly, she washed his back and
  shoulders her hands moving smoothly over his body.
  'I would have thought it would be quite nice to have someone
  do the work for you.' She brought her body closer to him as
  she spoke, looking up in to his face. Her hands slowly moving
  over his thighs and down to his knees. She took her hands away
  and placed them around his waist, her body touching his thighs
  as her fingers gently soaped him. Richard looked at her his
  face bright red, the cold of her rubber apron cool against his
  skin.
  "Well, doesn't that feel nice?".
  'Yes Miss.' He stammered, his body taut as he gripped the rail
  above his head.
  His chest and shoulders as well as his thighs were well
  covered in soap suds, but so far she had not touched his pubic
  area. "Maybe she would not touch him anywhere else, he hoped
  as he felt her soft hands moving over his body. 'Well that
  must feel a lot better.' she said as she brought her hand up
  in between his legs, her palm stroking the back of his thighs.
  'Just open your legs a little, that's it just a bit more.'
  Richard groaned and his heart sank as she brought her right
  hand up between his buttocks, her other hand pushing his legs
  apart.
  'That's it as wide as you can go.' She pushed his thighs apart
  until his feet were touching the curve of the bath side.
   Slowly and deliberately she pushed her hand in between his
  bottom and underneath him, cupping his testicles in her right
  palm, the left hand slowly ascending the front of his thighs.
  Richard steeled himself for what must surely come next.
  'You do want to be clean here, don't you. He could not help
  watching as her hand moved up his thighs and firmly took hold
  of his penis.
   'Most young boys never seem to wash properly here.' She
  pushed her hand further in between his thighs and took hold of
  the shaft of his penis with her right hand. With the other she
  pinched the tip of the penis before pulling the foreskin back
  firmly. She looked up into his face as she stretched the
  foreskin back along the shaft as far as far as it would go.
  His eyes were shut and his breathing laboured as she began to
  manipulate the foreskin up and down the shaft. She seemed
  oblivious to his discomfort, her hand steadily soaping over
  his penis. She smiled to herself as she felt his penis begin
  to stiffen. She looked at him, but his eyes were shut tight,
  his face suffused in red. Richard gasped as she pulled the
  foreskin back once more this time holding the skin and running
  a fingertip around the sensitive rim. He opened his eyes and
  looked at her as she suddenly squeezed his penis hard. "I'm
  sorry Richard, did I hurt you? Her tone matter of fact. She
  did she seem the least concerned that his penis was erect.
  Richard tried to answer, but all he could manage was an
  unintelligible whisper. Her right hand moved between his legs
  alternating between his testicles and penis as she soaped him
  thoroughly. He was aware that his penis was now pointing
  straight out in front of him. He felt a soapy hand slip
  between his buttocks. Her finger probing against the
  sphincter, delicately seeking the entrance. Richard could do
  nothing as he felt her slowly and deliberately insinuate the
  tip of her soapy finger into his bottom. Without warning she
  pushed the finger straight up.
  'Oooh..oo.oh. Richard gasped as her finger sunk fully into his
  bottom.
  'I'm sorry Richard, I'll try and be careful, but I must have
  you nice and clean here."  She began to move her finger in and
  out of his bottom, withdrawing as far as the first knuckle and
  then pushing up until the finger was again fully inserted.
  With her other hand she squeezed the tip of his penis. The
  manipulation of her finger inside the boy completed his
  erection. Richard jerked his hips violently as her fingers
  played around the tip of his penis. His knees trembled and
  jerked as she pushed her finger hard up into his bottom, the
  tip brushing over the prostate gland. Suddenly she felt the
  penis begin to throb uncontrollably. Quickly she let go of his
  organ and quickly withdrew her finger from his bottom.
  'There that seems all right.' She said softly as she took her
  hands from the boy. 'Just stay where you are a few moments,'
  she patted him gently on the buttocks and bent to get a towel
  from the trolley
  
  Richard stood trembling, his arms stretched out above him. His
  penis thrusting out above his parted thighs. He felt utterly
  humiliated as he watched the nurse reach down for a towel. Her
  shapely body swaying as she bent on one knee. He felt a sudden
  chill on his body as the door behind the row of baths opened.
  'Are you finished?' He heard a voice behind him.
  'Yes I've just got to dry him off and he can go through.' The
  young nurse stood up holding a towel as Nurse Todd walked up
  to her companion.
  'My you have been busy.' She said looking at Richard, her eyes
  glancing down at the boy's turgid penis.
  Richard looked straight ahead, avoiding the girl's eyes. He
  blushed a deeper red as she stepped toward him and placed her
  arm around his waist.
  'Just step out and we'll dry you off.' She pulled the boy's
  arm down from the rail above him and turned his body toward
  her. Placing her hand behind his knee she indicated him to
  step out of the bath.
  Richard's face was ablaze, his head felt dizzy as she helped
  him from the bath. He could not avoid her eyes and was
  embarrassed to see a look of amusement on her face. The nurse
  pulled his body towards her as a towel was put around his
  shoulders. 
  'Stand there and we'll soon have you dry.' she said as she
  proceeded to rub his shoulders with the towel. Richard looked
  down as the nurse dried him, her rubber apron was pressing
  against his out-stretched penis, rubbing against it as her
  body moved. She slipped her arms beneath his, catching hold of
  the towel and continued drying him. Her hands moved lower
  rubbing the towel over his buttocks, Richard felt his penis
  being pressed hard against her body as she moved further
  forward reaching around his waist. The nurse seemed unaware of
  his embarrassment as she bent on one knee, her hands moved the
  towel down the back of his legs.
  Her head was inches from his erect penis as she brought the
  towel round in front of his legs and took it in one hand,
  holding the back of his knee with the other. She was looking
  at his penis as she spoke.
  'My Richard you are tense, just try and relax a bit, there's a
  good boy.' She moved the hand on the back of his knee up to
  his bottom, her cool hand cupping his buttock as she dried the
  front of his thighs.
  'Open your legs a little.' She said, pushing the towel in
  between his legs. Richard was in a haze of embarrassment as
  she slid the towel up under his testicles, rubbing backward
  and forward gently. He started to tremble as she brought the
  towel under his penis, the texture of the material sending
  shivers through him as it brushed against the exposed rim of
  the glans. She pulled on his bottom as she deliberately
  brushed the towel over the sensitive tip. Richard could not
  help jerking his hips backwards as he tried to escape the
  sensation.
  'There all done, I'll just put a bit of cream in your bottom
  and then you will be ready to see the doctor.' Richard felt
  numb his head was ringing and his throat was dry. Nurse Todd
  stood up and turned the boy so he was facing her colleague. 
  'Just bend forward, see if you can touch your toes.' She
  gently pushed his back as her hand slid round his waist
  holding the flat her hand against his tummy. Richard bent
  forward trying to avoid the interested gaze of the nurse in
  front of him.
  'Legs apart.' She commanded as she took a scoop of cream from
  a jar on the trolley.
  'Just bend forward a little more.' She bent over behind him
  and placed her hand on the left cheek of his bottom, pulling
  it firmly to the side she exposed the boy's sphincter. Richard
  felt cool creamy fingers gently rub against his anus, her
  fingers probed gently but insistently against the opening.
  'Relax, you feel very tense.' Richard jerked, trying to
  straighten his body as she slid her finger into his trembling
  bottom.
  Relax now, like we told you.' She pushed the finger further in
  making him squirm as dainty finger slid up into him. She
  watched as the sphincter closed over her slim finger feeling
  the boy tremble as she pushed it in as far as she could.
  Slowly she eased her finger back out so that only the tip
  remained inside. She probed the sphincter gently before
  withdrawing completely. 'That should make it easier.' She said
  brightly as she withdrew the tip of her finger from his
  bottom.
  'You can stand up and turn back to face me.'
  Richard straightened up, his bottom felt as if it were still
  trying to expel her finger as he stood straight and turned
  toward her once more. The nurse dipped her hand into the jar
  once more and took hold of the boy's erect penis. Richard
  closed his eyes his body trembling as he felt her cool fingers
  wrap around his member. She pushed the foreskin back as far as
  it would go, stretching the skin tight.
  'I don't know whether you are aware of it Richard, but both
  your bottom and the skin around your penis is very tight. The
  cream might help. so if you just try and keep still. She
  looked up at Richard as she spoke. He could not help looking
  back at the girl's pretty face, his head spinning with the
  sensation of her fingers as she smoothed the cream around the
  rim of his penis and down behind the glans. Richard's thighs
  were trembling as she pulled the foreskin back over the glans.
  'There I'll get you a gown and you can go through and wait for
  the doctor.' She stood fully upright and gently released the
  boy's penis. Richard stood trembling as she turned toward the
  door, his face was bright crimson. He felt a gentle hand on
  his shoulder.
  'Don't worry Richard, every body has to go through it.' Her
  voice was soft and low, as Nurse Ford stroked her hand gently
  over his shoulder.
  The other nurse quickly returned with a white towelling
  dressing gown which she held open in front of her.
  'Pop your arms in here and I'll take you through.' Richard
  turned around, sliding his arms in to the fluffy towelling.
  She slipped her arms beneath his, her body pressing against
  his back as she passed the belt through to the front.
  Richard fumbled with the belt, his fingers felt clumsy as he
  tied the gown. Although covered, his erection was pushing the
  front of the gown out like a tent He quickly thrust his hands
  in to the pockets and pulled his penis to the side, holding it
  against his body. Nurse Ford smiled as she saw the boy
  fumbling beneath the gown.
  'I think you have just got time for a drink Richard, would you
  like a little orange juice.' 'Y..yes.. please nurse.' He
  managed to say as he looked at her, noticing the smile on her
  face. 
  
  The nurse had just handed Richard his drink when a young girl
  dressed in a blue tunic dress entered the room, she stood just
  inside the doorway facing the row of baths. She had a pretty
  face, her lips freshly made up with pink lipstick. Her dark
  eyes had also been freshly made up with a pale blue eye-shadow
  accenting the dark mascara of  her long eyelashes. She looked
  toward the nurse standing by Richard's side.
   'Is this Richard Chambers?' She asked reading from a paper
  she held in her hand.
  'Yes this is Richard.' The nurse replied 'What do you want?'
  'I have him down here for a haircut, have you finished with
  him.' The girl walked towards them as she spoke. She stopped
  in front of Richard and looked down at him as he sat drinking
  his orange juice. 'It say's he has to have a haircut.' she
  repeated to the nurse. 'We haven't got long so I had better
  take him now.' The nurse touched the boy's arm and motioned
  for him to give her the glass he had been drinking from.
  'You had better go, you don't want to keep the doctor
  waiting.' She slipped her arm under his and helped him to his
  feet. Richard followed the girl out into the corridor. He
  followed her as they passed several doors on either side of
  the long passageway. The girl turned opened one of the doors
  and held it for Richard to enter. "Here we are" She smiled at
  him as he passed before her into the room. Bright lights
  illuminated two examination tables. To his left there was a
  leather chair with an adjustable head rest, behind this were
  two wash basins attached to the wall. A trolley stood next to
  the chair, on top of the trolley were chromium plated cases.
  The girl turned to face Richard. "If you will sit in that
  chair for me Richard." She smiled at him once more, her eyes
  looking straight into his, with a directness that  made
  Richard blush. Richard noticed the badge on her tunic as he
  lowered his eyes. The embroidered motif read "Freda's
  Hairdressing". She moved  behind the chair and began to pump
  the foot pedal until Richard's seat was raised to her
  satisfaction. She smoothed her hands over the boy's hair,
  feeling the thick texture. Taking a cloth from a hook at the
  back of the seat, she threw it around him and gently tucked it
  inside the top of his dressing gown. She took scissors from
  one of the boxes on the trolley and moved to his side. "Turn
  your head to the right.' She gently pushed his head so that he
  faced the examination table. Richard could feel her soft
  breasts press against his arm as she moved around him, her
  scissors snipping at his hair. Her hand gently held the back
  of his neck as the scissors passed over his hair neatly
  trimming around the ears. 
  'You're from the orphanage aren't you?'  She asked as she
  gently moved his head, her scissors busy on his hair.
  'Yes Miss.' replied Richard. 'I'm being fostered by Lady
  Rawlings.' 
  'Well I'll have to make you look smart for her then, wont I?'
  Richard felt the girl's body press against him as she shifted
  her position around the chair.
  'You are a nice looking boy, we don't often get such nice
  looking one's as you.' Richard blushed at the compliment. Her
  breasts pressed even harder against his arm as she moved
  position once again.
  The girl looked up as two people entered the room. A woman
  dressed in the same uniform as the hairdresser and behind her
  a young girl of about sixteen. She wore a dressing gown
  similar to Richard's.
  'Just the two of them this afternoon Gillian.' The woman
  addressed the girl who was cutting the Richard's hair. She
  turned to the girl behind her. 'Just get up on to that far
  table dear, I'll be with you in a minute.' She looked at
  Richard.
  'My, we have got some good looking one's today.' She smiled at
  the boy and then turned her head towards the girl behind him.
  'Just these two and then we have to go downstairs to the
  ward.' The girl behind him nodded as the woman turned to the
  young girl nervously seated on the examination table. The girl
  had jet black hair that was cut in a line just above her
  shoulders. Her face had an oriental look, with smooth olive
  skin. Her eyes were set wide apart, with a pretty nose and
  mouth. Richard noticed  her eyes were a beautiful almond
  shape. She looked at him with interest as the older woman 
  pulled  a plastic curtain across the room, separating the two
  tables. Richard could now only see their shadows as the woman
  spoke softly to the girl.
  'Right, just slip your gown off and lay down flat.' Richard
  could see the shadows move as she spoke, but could discern
  nothing more.
  'That's finished you Richard, just wait there while I see if
  there is anything else.' The girl behind him spoke as she put
  down the scissors. She walked to the plastic curtain, pulling
  it aside as she walked through to where the young girl was
  laid on the examination table. Richard could just see her legs
  as the curtain was pulled back for a second. He could see the
  shadows of the women as they talked in whispers.
  The young hairdresser came back through the curtains,  smiling
  as she approached the chair. She leaned forward so that her
  face was close to his. 
  'I'll just take this cloth off you.' Her body pressed hard
  against his knees as she reached behind him for the ends of
  the cloth.
  'You will just have to pop up on the table a minute Richard.'
  The boy looked at her not understanding what she meant.
  'Just lie on your back on the table, While I get my things, it
  wont take long.' Richard seemed puzzled but did as he was
  told, feeling no alarm as he laid down looking up at the
  ceiling. The girl brought the trolley to the side of the
  table, before going to the sinks, filling a small jug with
  warm water. She returned to the table and bent over the boy.
  Richard looked up at her as she bent her pretty face over his.
  'Now you just lie back and don't get embarrassed. I'll be as
  quick as I can.' Richard had no idea what was about to happen,
  but he felt uneasy as she spoke.
  'You are a lovely looking boy you know, I bet all the girls
  fancy you.' she said with a cheeky smile. Richard blushed as
  she bent her head closer and kissed his cheek softly.
  'Just lay back and relax.' The girl straightened up as she
  said the last words and took hold of the cord of his dressing
  gown. Gently she undid the knot and laid the ends of the cord
  on either side of his body. Richard felt her soft fingers part
  the dressing gown, slowly exposing his naked body to her view.
  She pulled the gown  fully open, tucking the flaps at either
  side of his body. For a moment she stood over him looking down
  at his naked body. She leisurely examined his form her eyes
  noting the slight movement of his penis as it rested neatly
  over the scrotum. Strong thighs, lovely flat stomach,
  delightful slim build and that innocent young face. "Better
  make the most of this" She thought, as her eyes roamed over
  his supine form. 'Just lie still.' She said as she continued
  her examination of his body. Richard was blushing profusely as
  he watched the girl looking at him, powerless to stop her. She
  placed her hand on the thigh nearest to her and pushed her
  fingertips between his legs.
   'Open up a bit for me.' She said to him as she pulled his
  thighs apart. She smiled at him as she turned to the trolley
  and took up the scissors.
   'I am just going to trim you a little, nothing to worry
  about.'. She looked at the boy's pubic hair, she noticed that
  the hair had not grown down in between his thighs or much
  above his penis. This was not to be missed, she thought as she
  touched the penis with her fingertips, watching it move with
  the sensation of her cool fingers. Gently she curled her
  fingers around his penis and pulled upwards, stretching it out
  from his groin. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the boy
  turn his head away in embarrassment, his bottom lip trembling.
  Carefully and gently she snipped the ends of the pubic hair
  from around the base of the penis. Feeling the organ throb
  beneath her fingers as she stretched the skin, she squeezed
  harder, pulling the skin tight as she exposed the glans.
  Richard gasped as he felt her fingers squeezing his penis, her
  hand gripping his penis firmly, he felt his penis throb and
  yet could not control it as it responded to her expert
  manipulation. 
  'Don't be shy,' she said, 'There's not much to trim.' She
  pulled the penis harder feeling the tip with her thumb. The
  boy's hips squirmed involuntarily as her nails scratched
  gently over the opening of the penis. Bending lower over the
  boy, she placed the scissors on the table between his legs and
  slid her fingertips gently under his testicles, slowly curling
  them around his scrotum until she held his testes in the
  centre of her palm. She lifted them up, looking underneath. 
  'There is a little hair here that could do with tidying.' The
  girl said as she pushed down with her hand, her fingers
  squeezed his penis deftly pulling the foreskin over the glans.
  She felt the organ become stiffer, the blood engorging the
  shaft as her soft fingers gently squeezed his testicles.
  "Better hurry" She thought as she pulled the foreskin up and
  down over the glans. Ignoring the boy's gasps, her fingers
  moved faster over his penis. The once soft flesh now hard and
  erect. Richard was trembling all over, his head moved from
  side to side as her fingers pulled the foreskin up and over
  the glans of his penis, her other hand fondling and squeezing
  his testicles. Just a little more, she thought, I wouldn't
  want sister walking in right now. She pulled the foreskin down
  once more, this time tightening the grip of her fingers around
  the shaft as she stretched the skin down to the base of the
  his young penis. She kept the skin tightly stretched as she
  squeezed his testes firmly with her other hand, making him
  gasp with a mixture of fear and pleasure. Suddenly she felt
  the flesh throb with greater intensity. Quickly she released
  the pressure on his testicles and loosened her grip around the
  pulsing flesh of his penis.
  'Sit up Richard.' She spoke gently as she released her grip on
  his penis and gently let go of his testicles. Richard heard
  her voice faintly as if it were an echo. His ears were ringing
  with the rush of blood to his head. He managed to push himself
  up to a sitting position, the girl helping him with her arm
  around his shoulders. 
  'Turn over on to your knees, there is only a little bit to
  trim.' Her face  pressed close to him as she whispered.
  Richard turned over away from the girl and got to his hands
  and knees, the dressing gown falling around him.
  'Shuffle your knees open a bit, that's it.' The girl lifted
  the dressing gown up, baring his bottom. She paused for a
  moment examining him before she pushed the gown further up
  over his back until it hung across his shoulders. She let her
  hands slide back down over his buttocks, feeling the muscles
  tense as her finger tips slipped between the crease. 
  'You have to open your legs wide for this.' She pushed his
  thighs apart until his knees were near the edge of the table.
  Richard was blushing vividly, his body trembled as she stroked
  her hand between his legs, smoothing over the inside of his
  thigh before curling her fingertips around his erect penis.
  'This wont take a minute, so you wont be too uncomfortable,'
  She pulled the penis downward and curled her fingers tighter
  around the shaft. Quickly she manipulated the foreskin
  backward and forward until the boy began to groan.
  'Pleease...Miss..' Richard's breath gasping as he pleaded. 'I
  f.feel..funny..'
  The girl smoothed her other hand gently over his buttocks as
  she spoke to him.
  'All right Richard, don't worry I wont make you come, just
  relax a bit now while I finish you off.' She reluctantly took
  her hands off the boy's penis and turned toward the trolley.
  She soaped a small shaving brush and turned back toward him.
  Bending over the table she smoothed her hand over the boy's
  raised buttocks and slipped her fingers down into the cleft of
  his bottom. Her fingertips teased the tiny hairs behind his
  testicles. She pushed the brush up behind her hand, soaping
  the skin behind the scrotum. She took a small razor and
  pushing his testicles forward, shaved a small patch of skin
  between his bottom and testicles. "There that didn't take
  long.' She took a cloth, immersing it in a jug of warm water,
  she wiped off the excess soap from around the boy's genitals.
  Richard groaned inwardly as he felt her fingers close around
  his penis once more. At the same time she began to apply a
  cooling lotion to the skin between his legs. Her fingers
  smoothing the lotion over his testicles and between the cleft
  of his buttocks.
  'You can sit up now Richard.' She said letting go of him.
  Richard tried to hide his erection  as he turned over and sat
  up. His face was bright red and  his lips were trembling.
  'Sit and face me a minute" She said.  Richard turned awkwardly
  and sat facing her his legs hanging over the side of the
  table. He tried to close the flaps of his dressing gown but
  she took hold of his hands and placed them on the table at
  each side of his hips. 
  'Don't be shy, I think you are a lovely boy.' She looked into
  his eyes as her face moved close to his. The boy was blushing
  furiously, his lips trembled as if about to cry. Her hips
  pressed against his knees and he felt her fingers stroke
  upward to the top of his thighs. 
  'Mary hasn't finished shaving the girl yet, so you just sit
  and relax.' Her hand curled around his penis as she spoke.
  'You certainly are big for your age.' She said as she stroked
  her fingers down the shaft of his penis, her other hand
  pushing between his thighs and cupping his scrotum.
  'There just look at you.' Richard could not help looking down
  as she manipulated his erect penis, her fingers cool and soft.
  He jumped as he heard the curtain being quickly pulled aside
  and saw the older woman approach. The girl turned her head
  toward her companion.
  'Have you ever seen anything so beautiful.' she said as she
  moved her body aside. She kept a firm hold of his penis,
  displaying his erect organ to the woman.
  'Don't you think it's wonderful?'
   The woman smiled as she saw the blushing boy squirm with
  embarrassment. 'He is rather special isn't he, but I think you
  had better let him get himself in order before he goes through
  to the doctor.'
   Richard was horrified, as the girl exhibited him, like a
  prize animal, her hand still clasped firmly around his penis.
  He did not know where to look, his whole body trembled as she
  pushed the foreskin back exposing the glans fully. Tears
  filled his eyes at the humiliation as he gasped for breath.
  Through the tears he watched in horror as the young oriental
  girl walked through from behind the curtains and stood next to
  the woman, both of them looked down as the girl's fingers slid
  over his erect penis.
  The olive skinned girl looked over at the boy sat on the
  table, her face expressionless. She watched in astonishment as
  the young girl steadily moved her hand up and down the boy's
  erect penis. She could see the acute look of embarrassment on
  his face as he squirmed his hips to and fro. She saw his body
  quiver suddenly as the girl's fingers sought the more
  sensitive parts of his penis. She studied his face, watching
  as the tears begin to run down his cheeks. She saw the girl
  pull the foreskin back firmly as she moved her body in front
  of the boy, hiding him from view.
  'There Richard, don't be upset I'll let you go now, it's just
  that you're such a lovely boy.' The young hairdresser
  whispered as she gently let go of his penis. 'You just sit
  there a minute and relax, I'll leave you to settle down before
  I fetch the nurse.'  She gently pulled the flaps of the
  dressing gown around the boys hips and over his penis. She
  took hold of his hands and placed them over his lap. She
  turned to the older woman and moved away from the boy.
  'I'll go and fetch the nurse to take them in to the waiting
  room.' She walked from the room as the woman lead the young
  girl past Richard and toward the door.
  Richard sat alone, he was trembling from head to foot as the
  tears streamed down his face. He dried his eyes on his sleeve
  several times before he managed to stop crying. His tears were
  not just the result of his embarrassment, but more a
  culmination of the weeks events.
  
  It was ten minutes before the nurse walked in to the room,
  Richard noticed she was the same girl that had bathed him
  earlier.
  'Come along Richard, it's your turn next.' Richard got down
  from the table as the nurse called him. He was feeling much
  better and his penis had diminished in size so that he was
  able to follow the nurse without holding it to his body. She
  lead him into the corridor and through several swing doors.
  'Here we are, go through there.' She pointed to a door on the
  right of the long corridor, she pushed it open with one hand,
  letting the boy pass through in front of her.
     Inside the room was an office desk facing the door. On the
  left side of the desk was a long leather covered seat which
  faced a row of chairs. A girl sat at the desk, she would
  probably be about twenty years old. She was wearing a red and
  white striped blouse, open at the neck. Her elegant face wore
  no makeup except for a pastel shade of lipstick. She wore
  slender horned rimmed glasses, which gave her a studious
  appearance. The Oriental girl was already seated on one of the
  leather covered chairs. She did not look up as they entered,
  but sat forward, looking down at her bare feet, her elbows
  resting on her knees.
  The nurse held the boy's shoulders and stood him in front of
  the desk.
  'This is Richard Chambers.' The secretary looked up and smiled
  at the nurse as she finished speaking. She glanced at Richard,
  her eyes looking over him from head to toe. 'Thank you nurse'
  The girl said quietly, turning once more to Richard. she
  pointed to the row of chairs where the young girl was already
  seated.
  'Just take a seat over there.' She did not smile as she
  watched the young boy sit down next to the girl. As the boy
  sat down the secretary returned to the papers in front of her
  and started to write. She looked up occasionally as the
  minutes ticked by. Richard sat quietly, he could see the girl
  seated next to him out of the corner of his eye, but he dare
  not turn his head to look at her. A few more minutes passed
  before a buzzer sounded from an intercom on the secretary's
  desk. She stood up and addressed them in a clear voice. 'Would
  you both come with me please.' She said formally. She stepped
  from behind the desk, her shapely legs moving gracefully as
  she came to stand in front of them. Both Richard and the girl
  stood up at the same time. He noticed that she even more
  petite than he had first thought, her head just reaching his
  shoulder. The secretary turned away and lead them through a
  door situated to the side of her desk. She stood  in the
  doorway and held the door open for them.    They entered a
  long room, their bare feet feeling cold against the white
  tiled floor. Running down the sides of the room were long
  glass cases, so tall they reached to the ceiling. These were
  filled with medical instruments and apparatus. In the centre
  of the room were two wide examination tables, the tops covered
  in white cloth. Attached to the tables were stirrups, leather
  slings draped between their forks. Next to the tables was a
  complicated set of weighing scales, the chromium plate shining
  under the strong overhead lights. The young secretary closed
  the door behind them and turned toward Richard. 
  'Give me your gown please.' she looked at the boy coolly and
  held out her hand. Richard blushed a bright crimson, the
  colour spreading over his face in an instance. He looked at
  the secretary as if not believing what she had said.
  'Your dressing gown please.' She said insistently. Richard
  dropped his head in embarrassment as he slowly began to undo
  the cord. His ears were ringing as he opened the gown, not
  daring to look into the secretary's face. Slowly he pulled his
  arms from the sleeves and held the gown in front of him,
  hiding his body. She took the gown from his fingers and placed
  it over her arm, watching the boy cover himself with his
  hands. She did not seem the least perturbed by his
  embarrassment.
  'Turn and face the wall.' She said as she reached for his
  shoulder with her free hand, indicating him to turn around.
  Richard obeyed as her cool fingers touched his shoulder. He
  stood with his face a few inches from the glass doors of the
  instrument cabinets.
  She observed the marks on the boy's bottom, but did not
  comment.
  'Let me have your gown now.' She addressed the young girl and
  held her hand out for the garment. The young girl did not
  blush or look embarrassed, she undid the cord and quickly took
  off the gown. The secretary took it from her and placed both
  gowns on a hook behind the door.
  'I see you're not as shy as our young friend.' She said as she
  looked at the girl standing naked in front of her. The girl
  stood quietly her hands at her sides. Her slim body glowing
  under the strong lights. Her breasts were very large for such
  a slim build. They stood out firmly above her tiny waist. Her
  hips curved out above her slender thighs. Her prominent pubic
  mound was soft and fleshy and had been completely shaved. The
  secretary could just see the crease of her sex as she stood
  with her legs pressed together.
  'Come and stand over here.' She said simply, taking the girl
  by the shoulder and standing her near the scales. 
  
  There were three doors situated at the opposite end of the
  room. Behind the middle door was the Doctor's office. To the
  left was the Medical store and drug lock-up. The right hand
  door led to the committee room.
   The doctor was standing by her office desk, her body bent to
  the side like a ballet dancer as she took off her coat. She
  looked up as the door opened.
  'They are ready for you doctor,' Her secretary looked
  admiringly at the young doctor as she spoke.
  Sarah Wallis was twenty eight years old. She had been a doctor
  at the Medical Centre for two years and had already been made
  head of the Medical Examination Department. She had joined the
  Medical Board after her compulsory year of hospital duty.
  Sarah was ambitious. She had learned early in her days at the
  department that as long as she accommodated the committee's
  requests,  her career would be guaranteed. It had been a
  nervous time for her in the early weeks. She had not known the
  routines or how to deal with claims for industrial injury.
  These claims made up over sixty percent of the work of the
  examination board. Doctor Sarah Wallis had learned quickly,
  often using her authority to ensure she got her own way. Her
  first real test of her own determination had happened only a
  few months after her appointment to the board. A young man had
  claimed for injury against a construction company. He had
  suffered groin strain and had been sent for examination to the
  centre. She remembered how he had appeared very good looking
  and quite self assured. She remembered him standing in the
  examination room, quite at ease even though he was only
  wearing his underpants. The nurse had given her his notes and
  she had asked him about his injury. She had been nervous and
  because of this she adopted a rather abrupt and aloof manner. 
  As she stood talking to him she began to realise that perhaps
  he was more nervous than she. She had asked him pointedly why
  he was claiming compensation. He had replied that the strain
  had caused him to take a lighter job and that it hurt when he
  made love to his wife. She had noticed his embarrassment as he
  answered. 'Well I will take a look at it, take your underpants
  off and lay on the table.' She remembered vividly his look of
  anguish as she had told him to strip. He had laid before her
  nervously as she put her hands on his thigh. 'Show me where
  you feel the pain.' She had asked him. He had pointed to the
  inside of his thigh, high up toward his groin. It was then she
  knew that she was in control. Here was a man ten years her
  senior acting as nervously as a school boy. She had felt the
  inside of his thigh, pressing firmly with her fingers. He had
  moaned a little as she located the sore tendons. She had
  called the young nurse, asking her to hold his penis out of
  the way as she pressed her fingers higher. He had blushed
  bright crimson as the nurse took hold of him, cupping his
  testicles and lifting them to the side. She had taken hold of
  his penis and stretched it upward. The nurse had not been the
  least perturbed by her request, nor by the fact that the man's
  penis had began to stiffen. Sarah had made a mental note to
  keep this girl as her assistant and to try and find another
  like her. She remembered pressing her fingers against his
  thigh to feel for the extent of the strain and moving her hand
  up to the his groin gently probing the flesh. After taking her
  hands away she laid the flat of her palm on his lower stomach,
  just above the pubic hair. "Any pain here?" She had asked
  noting his blush as she gently stroked her hand lower over his
  pubic hair. Her fingertips had touched the base of his penis
  beneath the nurses hand. "Er.. no" he had stammered as she
  pressed firmly on the base of his penis before taking her hand
  away. The young nurse followed suit and let go of the man's
  penis. He had looked quite comical as his penis stood straight
  up above his thighs, his face now beetroot red. 'You don't
  seem to have any sexual problems.' She had said as she looked
  down on him. 'Do you usually get an erection during a medical
  examination.' He had no answer, just a look of pure anguish as
  she took hold of his penis and drew the foreskin down. 'Does
  it hurt when you ejaculate.' She had asked him coolly. 
  'I don't k.know.' He stammered.
  'Well we shall have to see, just put your hands behind your
  head and try and relax.'
  'What a..are you g..going to do.?'
  'Would you see to him nurse.' She had sounded stern, ignoring
  his question. The nurse had moved behind his head and had made
  sure his hands were secure. She had turned to the young doctor
  and raised her eyebrows enquiringly. 
  'Shall I stay here doctor?' 'Yes I think so.' Sarah had
  replied as she curled her fingers around the shaft of his
  penis and proceeded to draw the foreskin slowly up and down.
  The young nurse laid her hands flat upon the man's chest and
  began to tease his nipples with her finger nails. It was not
  long before his hips were writhing under the soft caresses of
  their hands.
  She had thought how easy it all was as she spoke firmly to the
  him.
  'Lay still, or I will turn you over and do it the other way.'
  She had slipped her other hand between his legs and pushed her
  finger up in between his bottom cheeks. Quickly she had
  located the sphincter and without warning had thrust her index
  finger up into his bottom. 
  It took no more than five minutes, before he had started to
  moan and gasp for air. She had pulled her hand from his bottom
  and reached for a glass test tube from the trolley beside her,
  leaning forward with her arm outstretched she handed it to the
  nurse. As soon as the young nurse had taken the glass Sarah
  pushed her finger back in between his buttocks. Once more she
  located the sphincter and pushed hard against it. Her finger
  slid upwards into the anal passage. She curled the finger
  upward against the prostate and massaged it with a firm
  motion. The man had groaned loudly thrusting his hips upward.
  The nurse moved from his head and neatly placed the container
  over the tip of his penis just as he ejaculated.
  She remembered how humiliated he had been. How easy it all was
  as she squeezed the last of his semen from him. The man had
  shuddered and moaned, his face bright red with embarrassment
  as she chided him.
  'Well you are a big baby, I couldn't see any strain there.'
  She had pulled his penis from side to side.
  'Still I suppose we will have to give you the benefit of the
  doubt.
  'Y..y.yes d.doctor.' He had stammered as she held his penis
  firmly, feeling it going softer beneath her fingers. Sarah had
  noticed there was a new look of respect on the nurse's face.
  Sarah had instructed the man to stay exactly where he was
  while she took the nurse through into her office. She had
  questioned her closely about her feelings during the man's
  examination. Although she was only nineteen, the nurse had
  admitted she would love to work permanently with her and that
  she had enjoyed having that sort of control over a man. It was
  then that Sarah knew the real thrill of domination. "I have a
  bright idea". She told the nurse. "Follow me back into the
  examination room." The man was still laid on the table, his
  penis now flaccid between his legs. She  noticed that his head
  was still resting on his hands.
  'You have had twenty minutes to relax, so I am going to ask
  the nurse to make you ejaculate once more while I examine
  you.'
  The man had turned his head toward them looking astonished as
  they stood on either side of him. She ignored his
  protestations and his blushing face as she leaned low over the
  table examining his flaccid penis. 
  'Just relax now.' She had placed her hands on the inside of
  his thigh, pulling his leg toward her.
  'Would you, please nurse.' She had nodded toward the man's
  genitals and then up to the nurse. The nurse had tried to hide
  her delight as she gently took hold of his penis. Sarah had
  been surprised at how expertly the nurse's fingers coaxed the
  organ to erect. It took longer the second time but it was
  still no more than ten minutes before Sarah was holding the
  test tube over the end of the man's penis, catching the flow
  of semen as he ejaculated.
  He had moaned and thrashed his hips, but the young nurse had
  held him firmly, squeezing his testicles hard at the moment of
  climax.
  
  A  year and a half had elapsed since that day. During that
  time the young nurse had helped Sarah find another assistant,
  equally discreet. The nurse had helped with her knowledge of
  the committee, telling Sarah their likes and dislikes.
  A few months later, Sarah had taken on two new secretaries,
  both of whom, shared her ambition and enjoyed her sexual
  activities with the younger  patients.
  
  The secretary watched the young doctor as she hung her coat on
  a hanger and placed in on the rail. A pure silk blouse covered
  her slim shoulders. She wore no bra. The shape of her nipples
  was clearly visible through the material. Her breasts were
  small and firm. Around her slim waist she wore a wide leather
  belt with a pretty buckle. Her skirt was fashionably short,
  showing her brown knees and trim legs. She wore high heeled
  shoes of black leather.
  'Who have we got today.' She asked her secretary as she began
  to unfasten the leather belt around her waist.
  'We've got a girl and a boy, The boy is from the orphanage,
  he's going to be fostered and the girl is from immigration.'
  'How old are they.'
  The young secretary smiled.
  'I think you will like these two. The boy is fifteen tomorrow
  and the girl is sixteen.' 
  'Are they nice looking.' The doctor looked at her secretary.
  She stepped out of her skirt, her pretty brown legs moving
  daintily as she kicked off her shoes. Her grey blouse shone
  under the lights as she unbuttoned it, revealing a trim tummy
  and firm breasts. She wore only a pair of brief panties, the
  sides ending in a thin silk string tied in a bow.
  'Nice looking would be an under statement. The boy is most
  unusual, in fact I have never seen a body or face so perfect.
  The girl is Vietnamese, very pretty and trim. I think you will
  be delighted.'
  The doctor smiled.
  'Do you think I ought to greet them like this.' She twirled
  around, her slim body moving gracefully.
  'I think you look marvellous.' Her secretary said as she
  placed her hand over the doctors firm breast, her fingers
  gently caressing the nipple. Her face was blushing red, but
  she could not resist the impulse to touch her body. Jill had
  been the last of the team to join the young doctor, she had
  quickly fallen under her spell. She admired her more than any
  person she had ever known, and although she did not know why
  she felt sure that she would do anything for her. She looked
  up at the doctor as she stood holding her breast and shyly
  tilted her head, kissing her on the lips.
  'My you are in a mood today, if you are a good girl I might
  call you in at the appropriate moment, and if you are a bad
  girl I might just smack your bare bottom. Now what do you
  think I should wear?'
  'Well, there is Lady Todd-Berresforsd heading the committee,
  Maggie Forbes and a woman from Immigration. I haven't met the
  woman from Immigration yet.'
  'OK I think I will wear a plain white blouse and navy skirt.
  That should look efficient enough. Ask Jane and Francis to
  start while I get ready will you?' The doctor's secretary took
  her hand away from the erect nipple and picked up her clip
  board.
  'Will you remember your promise?' she said shyly as she went
  through the door.
  
  
  Richard stood facing the glass cabinet, he had been looking at
  the various instruments without understanding any of their
  uses.
   He heard the door open as the doctor's secretary came back
  into the room.
  She walked toward the girl, standing near the scales behind
  Richard.
  The nurse's will be through in a minute, so just be patient.
  She spoke to them both as she passed them, walking through the
  door into her office. The girl looked around as the secretary
  left the room. She had been through so many formalities during
  her immigration. She had thought she would never get to
  England. It had been the Church Army who eventually arranged
  her final visa, a few weeks before the first troubles. Since
  that time she had travelled continuously until a post as
  servant to an English Lady had been arranged. She was
  determined that nothing should go wrong at this stage. Her
  name was Neijiet, which most people had had difficulty in
  pronouncing. She had agreed to have it changed to Annette,
  which was the nearest sound to her own name. She had been
  nervous and embarrassed when the woman and taken her to be
  shaved, but she had decided that what ever she was asked to
  do, she would obey without question. She did not want to
  return to Vietnam, having no family or friends she would have
  been destined for shipment to the hills, where girls laboured
  throughout the day, sleeping in crude huts at night. She had
  heard that people grew old very quickly there. The woman who
  had shaved her had said that Lady Rawlings was a kind woman,
  and that she would be very happy there.
  She looked at the boy as he stood facing away from her. She
  examined his body, noting the six stripes across his bottom.
  It was not unusual in Vietnam to be beaten by one's family, or
  the authorities, and this did not seem a severe beating. She
  admired his body, she had not seen a boy so good looking
  either in Vietnam or since she had landed in England.
  The door from the secretary's office opened and two young
  nurses walked in. They were dressed in starched white tunics,
  their bare legs visible to mid thigh. She noticed that they
  were both tanned, their skin shining with health. Both nurses
  were tall, one had blonde hair which was cut short around her
  head, showing off her pretty features. The second nurse had
  dark hair which was cut straight around her neckline. She was
  extremely pretty, she smiled at the girl, displaying strong
  white teeth.
  'Up on to the scales please.' She motioned to the girl to
  stand facing forward on the platform. The dark haired nurse
  marked the weight on her chart as the scales steadied.
  'That's fine, now just stand against the measure on the wall,
  facing me.' The nurse watched as the girl stepped off the
  scales and walked to the wall near the office door.
  'Put your back flat against the wall, and press your shoulders
  back, that's it.' The young girl obeyed, her breasts jutting
  forward as she pressed her shoulders back.
  'That's fine, now go with Nurse Falmer and get up on the far
  table will you.' The girl followed the blonde nurse to the
  second of the examination tables.
  Richard could hear the instructions the nurses were giving but
  could see nothing but vague reflections in the glass in front
  of his face.
  'Right young man, it's your turn now, come over here to the
  scales will you.' Richard turned, his hands still placed over
  his genitals as he walked toward the nurse. She looked very
  pretty as she smiled at him.
  'I hope you are not going to be shy all through the
  examination are you.' She looked at his hands covering
  himself. 
  'Just stand on the scales facing me.' Richard did as he was
  asked and stood facing the nurse. His face was now level with
  hers as he stood up on the platform. She noted his weight from
  the digital scale and picked up her clipboard that held
  Richard's details.
  'all right Richard, up against the measure, that's it.'
  Richard stood with his back to the wall measure, still
  covering himself with his hands.
  'I'm afraid you will have to stand straight.' She said kindly.
  'Just drop your hands by your sides and press your shoulders
  against the wall. Press your head back that's the way.'
  Richard reluctantly let his hands drop to his sides, his face
  blushing as he uncovered himself. He pressed his head, back
  looking straight at the young nurse as she smiled at him. She
  moved to his side to take the measurement from the chart.
  Richard could see the examination table with the young girl
  laid upon it. She was stretched out on her back, her head was
  toward Richard, he could see her breasts jutting upward. Her
  legs were close together her toes pointing forward.
  Her smooth pubic mound pale under the overhead lights. The
  nurse moved back in front of Richard, her eyes glancing down
  at his groin, as she laid her hand on his shoulder. He noticed
  her look and blushed as her eyes met his.
  'Just get up on the table and lay on your back, I'm just going
  to take your blood pressure.' She led him by his shoulder to
  the table. Richard climbed up aware that the nurse was
  watching him. He could not help blushing again as she laid her
  hand on his chest, smoothing it up over his nipple. She moved
  to the top of the bed and took hold of his head gently,
  placing it so that it was tilted back slightly. Richard laid
  there feeling very nervous as the nurse drew up a trolley
  containing a blood pressure strap and gauge as well as other
  instruments.
  'Keep your head like that Richard.' She said softly as Richard
  tried to look to see what she was going to do to him. She took
  his right arm and wound the strap around the part above his
  elbow. Richard could feel the strap tightening as she squeezed
  the lemon shaped rubber pump between her fingers. She watched
  the gauge on the trolley, reading the pressure. 
  The nurse finished the reading and marked the result on
  Richard's chart. She gently released his arm from the strap
  and pushed the trolley back from the side of the table.
  She looked down at the boy laid before her, examining every
  inch of his body. She noticed his tight scrotum, the testes
  bulging below his penis. His thighs were pressed together
  tightly as if trying to hide his genitals from her. She looked
  up toward his face, he was staring up at the ceiling his head
  in exactly the position she had placed it. She took a needle
  and syringe from the trolley and fitted them together. Walking
  around the table she took hold of his other arm. 
  'You will just feel a little prick in your arm Richard.' She
  said softly as she located a vein on the inside of his
  forearm. Carefully she pushed the needle in to the vein and
  pulled a small amount of blood into the syringe, before
  extracting the needle.
   The nurse took the syringe back to the trolley and opened a
  small circular plaster which she placed on the boy's arm.
  Gently she stroked her hand over the boy's tummy, her
  fingertips just brushing the top of his pubic hair.
  'You can get up now and stand over here.' Richard sat up, his
  face red with embarrassment. He tried to turn his body away
  from the nurse as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.
  'Just stand here.' She gestured to an open area on the floor.
  Richard stood facing her. He could hear the girl being asked
  to sit up on the examination table behind him. Sarah was
  delighted with the sight that greeted her.
  
  Sarah looked over at the girl laid on the examination table.
  Her lithe young body supplicant below the nurse attending her.
  She walked toward the boy stood at the far end of the room.
  'Have you taken the blood sample nurse?' She asked as she
  stood in front of the naked boy. She placed her hand under his
  chin and raised his head until his eyes met hers.
  'Well my boy, I will start with your respiration, jump up and
  down on the spot until I tell you to stop."
   Richard looked into her eyes feeling vulnerable at the
  intensity of her gaze. She stepped back, motioning him to
  start. Richard began to jump up and down on the spot, he
  became acutely aware of his penis slapping up on to his
  stomach and then down on to his thigh. Sarah watched the boy,
  she admired his graceful form as he moved before her. 'Try
  jumping a little higher.' She looked at his face and then down
  toward his penis as it slapped between his legs.
   Her head bent forward as she placed her stethoscope into her
  ears and picked up the end in her left hand.
  'Right Richard you can stop now.' She placed her hand on his
  shoulder and drew him closer until the front of her tunic
  pressed against the boy's naked flesh. The stethoscope felt
  cold against his chest as she moved it up over his heart.
  He could smell her sweet scent as she dropped the stethoscope
  and moved closer to him, he felt her cool fingers under his
  chin as she tilted his head back.
  "Open your mouth, there's a good boy." She pushed her fingers
  inside feeling around his teeth and gums. Her body was pressed
  hard against him the stiff tunic rubbing against his penis as
  she examined him.
  "That seems fine Richard." She said as she took her hand out
  of his mouth and stepped back a pace. She placed the palm of
  her hand flat against his stomach and stroked slowly downwards
  until the tips of her fingers brushed his pubic hair.
  "Turn your head to the side." She commanded. Richard turned
  his head as he felt her fingers stroke lower over his pubic
  hair and down over his penis. He felt her gently cup his
  testicles weighing them in her palm.
  "Cough for me will you Richard." She gently lifted his
  testicles as she spoke.
  Richard blushed as he felt her soft fingers between his legs.
  "Herrruum" Richard coughed lightly.
  She placed her other hand under his chin and turned his head
  towards her, looking him straight in the eyes. Richard could
  not avoid her gaze, her eyes held his.
  "I want a nice big cough this time." Her fingers gently
  caressed his testicles as she spoke.
  "Turn your head again." Richard turned his head and felt her
  hand lift his testicles once more. This time he managed a
  cough that seemed to satisfy her.
  "That's fine now just once more." Her hand gently squeezed his
  testicles and pulled them forward slightly. Richard coughed
  once more. He felt his penis begin to stiffen as her soft cool
  fingers enveloped his scrotum.
  "You can turn your head forward now Richard." She moved back a
  pace, her hand still cupping the boy's testicles. Richard
  turned his head toward the doctor, her eyes met his as he
  faced forward.
  "You seem very well developed for such a young boy." She
  pulled his testicles forward squeezing slightly as she took a
  firm hold of his penis in her other hand. Richard jerked his
  hips involuntarily as her fingers touched the sensitive rim of
  the glans.
  "Don't worry Richard I'm not going to hurt you." She spoke
  gently as she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the glans
  fully. Richard blushed as her gentle fingers pushed the
  foreskin back, he could feel his penis becoming hard against
  her fingers.
  "Just relax Richard, you seem very tense." Her voice was soft
  and gentle, her breath sweet against his face. Richard began
  to tremble as her fingers pulled the foreskin up and down the
  shaft of his penis.
  She watched the boy's blushing cheeks, his head tilted down as
  he tried to avoid her gaze.
  "Your foreskin seems a little tight, but otherwise you seem to
  be all right in that department Richard, just turn around and
  touch you toes, legs as far apart as you can manage, there's a
  good boy.
  She let go of his penis and gently withdrew her hand form
  between his legs. She watched as he turned round and stood
  with his legs astride.
  "Over you go, that's it." She watched the boy bend forward and
  grasp his ankles. His firm buttocks thrust upward toward her.
  Her eyes widened as she saw the six neat stripes across his
  buttocks. "What on earth are these Richard, have you been
  beaten?" Sarah felt a thrill of excitement run through her as
  she tenderly stroked her fingers over the weal's. "Er.. y..
  yes Miss." Richard's humiliation was complete. He felt utterly
  foolish, bent forward holding his ankles while the doctor
  brought the memories of his beating flooding back. "Were you
  beaten on your bare bottom?" Sarah asked admiring the neat
  spacing of the stripes across his buttocks. "Y.. yes Miss."
  Richard grunted, his cheeks burning at the humiliation. "Who
  gave you the caning then, was it Matron?" Richard began to
  shake as the doctor stroked her hand gently over his bottom,
  her finger tips penetrating the cleft between his cheeks. "Er
  .. no Miss.. it was the ladies up at the Manor House.. um.. I
  was.. er trespassing." Sarah felt a thrill of delight. "You
  mean you were beaten by Lady Rawlings?". Richard felt weak the
  blood was rushing to his head as he bent over still grasping
  his ankles. He could feel her fingers gently part his buttocks
  as she examined his bottom. "N.. no Miss it was her daughter
  and another young lady." Sarah smiled to herself. She was
  delighted with the knowledge she had gained from the boy.
  Somehow she would get to meet that particular family before
  long. She thought to herself as she stroked her fingers over
  the boy's upturned buttocks.
  "Now just relax Richard and try and keep your bottom loose."
  She bent over the boy and placed her arm around his waist,
  bringing her hand up against his lower stomach.
  "Nurse, would you please?" She motioned to the nurse who was
  standing behind her. The nurse moved forward and placed her
  hands on either cheek of the boy's bottom. Gently she pulled
  the cheeks apart as the doctor slipped on a rubber glove.
  "Just relax" The words proceeded the doctor's probing as she
  carefully pushed her forefinger past the sphincter and up into
  the boy's anus. Richard clenched his buttocks as he felt her
  finger push rudely into his bottom.
  "Relax, it will be a lot easier for you if you do as I say."
  Richard tried to let his muscles go slack as he felt a second
  finger enter his bottom.
  "Oooo..oh. ..aarghh." Richard moaned as his sphincter was
  stretched wide. He felt the flat of her palm move down over
  his stomach, her fingers brushing his pubic hair as she forced
  the fingers of her other hand up into his bottom.
  She felt the boy's body tremble as she stretched the sphincter
  wider, her forefinger located the prostate gland. She gently
  massaged it with the tip of her finger as she slid her other
  hand lower, until she was able to hold the boy's penis between
  her fingers. Richard squirmed as he felt the acute sensation
  of her fingers stimulating him, his penis began to throb as
  her hand closed over it.
  She felt his semi- erect penis begin to jerk as she pushed the
  foreskin back over the glans.
  "Hold still for a moment Richard, I've nearly finished." She
  spoke soothingly to the boy as she gently withdrew her fingers
  from his bottom, watching the sphincter close tightly as her
  fingers slid out of his anus.
  "There you can stand up now." She smoothed her hand over his
  buttocks, as the nurse gently released the pressure of her
  hands on the cheeks of his bottom. The doctor still held his
  penis as he stood up, he had never felt such an acute
  sensation. It seemed as if an electric current had passed
  through him when she had massaged his prostate and the tip of
  his penis at the same time. He dare not look up as he stood
  with his erect penis thrust out before him. He was trembling
  from head to foot and felt quite dizzy. The doctor let go of
  his penis and motioned for the nurse to lead him back to the
  examination table. As Richard turned he found himself facing
  the naked Vietnamese girl who had an amused expression on her
  face as she looked down at his penis thrusting forward from
  between his thighs. Richard blushed once more as the nurse
  lead him past the girl to the examination table.
  "Just lie there and relax Richard." She said kindly as he
  climbed on to the table and lay down on his back. The nurse
  stroked her hand gently over his chest and stomach before
  taking hold of his penis which was sticking straight up in the
  air.
  "My, we are tense aren't we." She smiled at him as she stroked
  her fingers over the bell like glans of his manhood.
  "You just lie there, there's a good boy." She gave his penis
  one more stroke before turning away.
  The Vietnamese girl stood in front of the doctor her breasts
  thrust out in front of her as she stood with her back
  straight. 
  "Right, if you will just jump up and down on the spot, until I
  tell you to stop."
  The girl obeyed instantly jumping high, her firm breasts
  jiggling up and down as she moved. The doctor let her jump for
  quite some time, watching her pretty body ripple smoothly. The
  girl was breathing quite deeply as she came to rest.
  The doctor placed her stethoscope to the girls chest, with her
  left hand she gently lifted the girls breast, moving the
  instrument underneath.
  "That seems fine, now push your chest out, that's it arch your
  back." She placed her hand over the girls right breast
  kneading the flesh before taking hold of the nipple between
  her thumb and forefinger. She tweaked it slowly rolling it
  between her fingers. It erected almost immediately and the
  doctor drew her nail over the puckered skin of the tip.
  "Now let's try the other one she said to the nurse as she
  moved her hand over the other breast teasing the nipple with
  her nails. She watched as the nipple also erected. The girl
  did not seem perturbed but the doctor noticed that her eyes
  had a glassy look to them as she let the nipple go.
  "Place your legs apart as far as you can go, there that's it."
  She spoke reassuringly as her hand slid down the girls stomach
  and over the newly shaven pubic mound. She cupped the girl
  gently, as she spread her legs. The pubis felt smooth and
  soft, she felt the girl quiver as her fingertips moved
  delicately over the lips of her vulva. 
  "Turn your head to the side and cough." The girl coughed as
  the doctor felt between her legs. "Once more, that's it." The
  girl coughed again as she felt the doctor's soft fingers
  squeeze her pubis.
  "Turn around and bend over, spread your legs as far apart as
  you can so I can get at you properly."  The girl obeyed
  stretching her legs widely before bending right over. The
  nurse leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of
  the girls bottom pulling the cheeks widely apart. The doctor
  put on a clean rubber glove and bent over the girl. She slid
  her arm around the girls waist and cupped her pubic mound with
  the palm of her hand.
  "Just relax and it should not feel too uncomfortable." She
  pushed her finger into the neat little sphincter, probing
  gently until she felt the muscle relax a little. Slowly,
  inexorably her finger pushed up into the opening, pushing
  against the rim as she brought her other fingers into the
  entrance of the young girl's bottom.
  "Now just relax." She pushed firmly with her hand until it
  slid up completely into the girls bottom. The young girl
  jerked at the intrusion and her knee's sagged a little as the
  doctor explored inside her. She felt the doctor's hand deep
  within her and an incredible pressure against her sphincter.
  She was determined to make no fuss and managed to stop her
  self from crying out as she felt the hand being withdrawn from
  her bottom.
  "There you can stand up now." The girl stood up stiffly, her
  sphincter felt as if it were on fire. The doctor took her arm
  from around the girl's waist.
  "If you would take her to the other table and put her in the
  stirrups I will be with you in a minute." She spoke to the
  nurse who had been holding the girls buttocks apart. The young
  girl looked flushed as the nurse lead her away to the far end
  of the room. The doctor took off her rubber glove and threw it
  in the bin with the one she had used for the boy.
  
  Sarah was undecided about what to do next, she had an idea
  forming in her mind that she felt would be pleasing to the
  committee. She looked across at Richard lying face up on the
  table. His young body laid supine, his penis had not yet
  subsided fully as it lay along his hip. She walked over to the
  boy and gently rested a hand on his stomach. She felt the
  muscles twitch beneath her fingers as he reacted to her touch.
  She delicately lifted the boy's penis with her other hand,
  holding the tip between her thumb and forefinger. She beckoned
  to the nurse stood at the foot of the table.
  "I think his foreskin is a little tight, although he has been
  circumcised I think he might have some difficulty in the
  future, what do you think?" The nurse looked up at her and
  smiled.
  "Perhaps a little therapy might help, he will have to have
  some for his bottom so possibly this could be done at the same
  time."
  Richard looked up dumbly as the doctor and nurse discussed his
  penis. His face was bright crimson. He felt his penis begin to
  stiffen once more as the doctor casually pulled the foreskin
  down over the rim stretching the skin as far as it would go.
  "I think you could be right, I'll recommend something in his
  notes." Sarah took a firmer hold of the penis and pushed the
  foreskin back up over the glans, it stiffened fully as her
  fingers stroked over it once more. With her other hand she
  pinched the very tip and pushed the foreskin over her fingers.
  "There seems to be enough skin so I think therapy should be
  fine." The nurse was smiling as she placed her hands on the
  boys thigh, her left hand stroking down over his knee.
  "I'll just pop your legs in the stirrups." The nurse smiled
  down at him as she spoke. She her hand beneath his knee and
  lifted his leg over the stirrup, laying it so his ankle was
  supported by the leather strap. The doctor let go of the boy's
  penis and lifted his other leg, placing it in the stirrup.
  Richard felt utterly humiliated as he lay there, his legs
  spread widely apart and high above him. The doctor moved
  around the table and stood at the end between the boy's legs.
  Only the small of his back was in contact with the table his
  buttocks were splayed apart revealing the small neat
  sphincter. The doctor took a long flexible tube of about an
  inch diameter. One end had a flexible opening. Attached to the
  other end was a lemon shaped rubber bulb which when pumped
  would widen the opening. The tube ended in an eyepiece. The
  doctor took a small amount of lubricant from a jar on the
  trolley. Gently she smeared the puckered sphincter of the
  boy's bottom. "Just breathe deeply now will you Richard. I am
  just going to have a look in your bottom." Richard did not
  answer but began to breathe deeply as he had done for his
  enema. Sarah gently pushed the end of the tube up into his
  bottom. It slid in easily as the flexible opening was tapered
  to facilitate an easy entry into the anus. "Right breathe
  deeply.. in.. out.. in.. out.. That's the way." She watched
  his chest rise and fall as she began to pump the rubber bulb.
  Richard tensed as he felt his sphincter being stretched. He
  began to gasp as he felt an incredible pressure against his
  bottom. "Just relax.. there's a good boy." Sarah continued to
  pump. "Oooo.. aaaarggghh.." Suddenly the boy lifted his
  buttocks from the table, his legs flexing wildly in the
  stirrups as he tried to escape the incredible pressure in his
  bottom. "All right Richard, I've stopped pumping now try and
  relax.. put your bottom down .. there that's it." She watched
  as Richard warily let the tension go out of his legs. She
  placed the eyepiece to her eye and twisted the lens round.
  switching on the lamp in the lens head. After a few minutes
  she took the eyepiece away and unscrewed the valve on the end
  of the rubber bulb. Richard felt the pressure in  his bottom
  ease as the end deflated. Sarah stroked her hand gently down
  the inside of the boy's thigh. "There it's all over now.. and
  you seem fine. Your bottom is a little tight but I think we
  can do something about that for you." Sarah would normally
  have taken a sample of sperm from the boy, but today she had
  other ideas.
  "Nurse, I think it would be a good idea if you were to see
  what you think about his bottom, you might have a look at the
  foreskin too, and would you ask my secretary to take the
  details of his previous illnesses?" Sarah had not forgotten
  the favour she had promised to her young secretary. The doctor
  ran her hand along the inside of the boy's thigh once more
  before moving away from the table. She walked over to the girl
  who was laid on the table behind Richard. The girls legs were
  held high in the stirrups, her naked pubis openly displayed.
  The girls arms had been placed on the table above her head
  making her breasts stand out firmly from her slim torso. The
  doctor moved between the girls legs and gently placed her hand
  over her pubic mound. With her right hand she gently teased
  the neat lips of the prepuce causing the girls hips to squirm.
  "I am just going to have a feel inside you so just relax." She
  smiled kindly to the girl as she spoke. Gently she teased the
  lips apart her finger gently moving up and down the neat
  crease.
  "Nurse would you hold her please." The doctor motioned to the
  nurse who stood by the side of the table. The nurse moved to
  the head of the bed and leaned forward placed her arms across
  the girls shoulders and holding her waist just below the
  under-part of her breasts. She had helped the doctor many
  times before and knew exactly what was required of her. Sarah
  pushed her fingers delicately between the lips of the vulva
  and up over the clitoris. She rubbed gently to and fro over
  the flesh, watching the girls face intently as she slowly
  increased the pressure of her finger. Slowly the girl's hips
  began to move as Sarah increased the speed of her fingers. the
  girl's eyes already betrayed the sensations she was feeling as
  the doctor manipulated her fingers cleverly over the clitoris.
  The girl's face began to blush prettily as she felt the
  doctors fingers move further inside her. The nurse brought her
  hands up over the girl's firm breasts, her palms rotating
  slowly over the erect nipples. Sarah felt a tremor of
  excitement run through her as she cleverly caressed her
  fingertips over the girls pubis. Her right hand was thrust up
  in between the young girl's  thighs as her fingers delved
  deeper into the moist vagina.
  The girl moaned softly as Sarah's fingers suddenly pushed
  further inside her, she moved her hips involuntarily as the
  doctor's fingers began to move in a slow circular motion.
  The nurse moved her head close to girls ear. "Just relax and
  let yourself go, there's a good girl." She softly brushed her
  lips against the girls cheek. Her hand kneaded the flesh of
  the firm breasts, her finger nails gently scraping against the
  erect nipples.
  "Ooo..ooh." The girl moaned as the doctor began to manipulate
  the clitoris. Her fingers worked diligently deep inside the
  girls vagina. The girl's mouth was open and her breathing had
  become rapid as they cleverly brought her to the edge of her
  climax,
  "Just relax now." The nurse whispered gently in her ear as she
  pinched the girls nipples hard. At the same time the doctor
  increased the motion of her fingers, exploring every part of
  her moist vagina.
  "Aaa..rgh..arraagh." The girl's body writhed beneath their
  hands as they brought her to a reluctant climax.
  "Aaargh..aargh..mm..mmmm.." The girl fought for breath as they
  cleverly prolonged her orgasm, her young hips lifting from the
  bed as sensation after sensation washed over her body.
  "Just a little longer, then we've finished." The doctor spoke
  as she took her hand from the girls clitoris and pushed two
  fingers deftly up into the young girl's bottom.
  "Aaarrrghh..aaarrrghhh." The girl's hips rose further off the
  table as the probing fingers brought her orgasm to new
  heights.
  "Mmmm...mmmm.aaa..mmmm." The girl moaned softly as the doctor
  slowed the speed of her hand and gently withdrew her fingers
  between the girl's buttocks.
  "There did that make you feel nice." The doctor looked into
  the young girl's blushing face.
  "Open your eyes there's a good girl." The young girl opened
  her eyes and looked at the doctor, her cheeks suffused in a
  red glow.
  "Tell me how you feel." The doctor asked her more insistently.
  "It felt wonderful doctor, I feel funny all over." The girls
  voice sounded shaky as she answered.
  "Well just lie there and relax for a few moments." She looked
  at the girl's breasts as the nurse gently stroked her hands
  over them. Her chest was heaving as she tried to get her
  breath.
  
  Richard looked up to see the Nurse and the secretary bending
  over him. The nurse moved to the end of the bed and stood
  between his legs as they hung in the stirrups. The secretary
  stood by his side and looked into his blushing face. Her eyes
  gazed at him coolly beneath her glasses. Her lips were parted,
  displaying even white teeth. She leaned forward over the boy's
  naked body.
   "I am going to ask you a few questions, try and answer them
  as best you can." 
  Richard's body jerked as he felt the nurse take a firm hold on
  his penis and stretch the foreskin down over the shaft. The
  secretary glanced down at the nurse's hand as she manipulated
  the boy's foreskin.
  "Have you had chicken pox?" She turned back to face the boy,
  looking him straight in the eye. Richard was utterly
  humiliated as she looked at him, she seemed unconcerned at
  what the nurse was doing.
  "Did you hear the question?" She addressed him once more.
  "I don't think so miss." Richard stammered as he felt the
  nurse pull his foreskin up over the glans of his penis.
  "Whooping cough?" She looked at the clipboard as she marked
  the form.
  "Nnn oooohh Mm..iiss." Richard could hardly speak as the nurse
  deftly pushed a finger deep into his anus. 
  The secretary carried on asking him questions, seemingly
  unconcerned at the boy's discomfort and humiliation. The nurse
  worked his foreskin up and down, probing with her finger
  deeper into his bottom.
  "Would you just hold his penis for me a moment?" The nurse
  asked the secretary matter of factly. Richard could not
  believe his ears. He watched dumbly as she placed her
  clipboard on his stomach and firmly took hold of his erect
  penis, her manicured fingers encircling the bell like glans.
  "Push the foreskin down would you while I pop another finger
  into his bottom." Richard watched in horror as she pushed the
  foreskin down the shaft, bending forward a little to watch as
  the nurse pushed a second finger up into his bottom. Richard
  gasped at the intrusion. He felt his nerve ends tingle as the
  secretary pulled his foreskin back up the shaft. Richard hips
  squirmed as their fingers aroused him.
  "Try and keep still, I don't want to nip your skin." The
  secretary looked into his eyes as she spoke. Richard blushed a
  deeper red and looked away, his lips trembling.
  "I think that will do for now." It was the doctor's voice that
  spoke.
  "I would like him fit for the committee."
  Richard watched as the secretary gently released his penis
  from between her fingers. He felt the nurse also withdraw her
  fingers from his bottom.
  His penis was standing straight up in the air. The secretary
  smiled at him with an amused expression as she stood back and
  looked at him.
  "You are tense aren't you." She picked up her clip board off
  his stomach and smoothed her hand up over his chest.
  "Just try and relax a bit more, you have to go before the
  committee in a few moments"
  Richard hardly heard the words through his haze of
  embarrassment. His lips trembled, his eyes downcast as the
  secretary looked over his body, her eyes lingering over the
  juncture of his splayed thighs. His penis felt so hard it was
  almost painful, his feelings were in turmoil as he laid there
  so rudely displayed. He felt the nurse take hold of his leg
  and carefully lay it on the bed between the stirrup post. She
  moved to the opposite side and released his other leg.
  "Just you relax now." The nurse smiled as she moved away, the
  secretary following her. Richard laid his head back and looked
  up at the ceiling. He could hear the Vietnamese girl being
  asked to get up off the examination table. He heard several
  movements over the next five minutes as the nurses prepared
  for the committee room. He closed his eyes and thought about
  what his future had in store.
  "Come along Richard time to go." He opened his eyes and looked
  up to see the nurse bent over him, her face close to his.
  "Wake up, time to go." She whispered once more. She placed her
  arm across his knees and slid his legs to the side of the
  table.
  "Jump down Richard." Richard slid his  bottom off the table,
  his body pressed against the nurse as she steadied him. He
  looked around to see the doctor and the other nurse were
  standing near the door to the committee room. The young girl
  still naked stood facing the door in front of the doctor.
  "Come along don't keep us all waiting." The nurse took him by
  the shoulders and walked him over to the door. She pushed him
  so that he stood behind the naked girl, his body almost
  touching hers.
  Richard instinctively covered his genitals, the backs of his
  hand touching the girls bottom as the nurse pushed him
  forward.
  "Let me tell you both, you will not attempt to cover
  yourselves, you will do exactly as you are told quickly and
  without fuss. I assure you I will see to it that you are
  punished if you do not obey. Is that understood." The doctor
  raised her voice on the last sentence. Both Richard and the
  girl stood up straight. Richard uncovered himself and placed
  his hands by his sides.
  "That's better, now I want you answer any questions you are
  asked quickly and clearly, don't forget to speak up. You are
  to stand up straight and look at the person if you are being
  spoken to. I shall walk in first and I want you both to walk
  in behind me. Are you both ready." She walked past them and
  placed her hand on the door knob, she turned to look at them.
  "Yes doctor." They replied in unison. The doctor opened the
  door and walked through. They entered a large room, its highly
  polished wood floor shone under bright overhead lights. At the
  far end of the room stood a large polished table, behind which
  sat three women. To the right stood a smaller table which held
  a typewriter and computer screen. A young girl of about
  seventeen years old sat behind the desk, she was pressing
  buttons on the computer keypad. On the right of the girl was a
  cloth screen and behind this an examination table complete
  with stirrups.
  Richard looked at the three women as they sat behind the large
  table. The woman in the middle was about thirty five years of
  age. She wore a silk blouse and her fair hair was tied in a
  bun behind her head. She had fine boned features and bright
  intelligent eyes. She was talking to the woman on her right
  who wore a navy blue uniform. She looked about twenty years of
  age. Her dark hair was also pinned back, her neat white collar
  and tie gave her a rather severe look, although in fact her
  features were very pretty. The woman on the left was older and
  quite plump, her fleshy features accenting the heavy horn-
  rimmed glasses  she wore. In front of the table was a dais, it
  was about eighteen inches high and about six feet long. The
  far edge of the dais was beneath the table the near side
  extending to about four feet in front. The doctor stopped in
  front of the dais and stepped to one side. The nurse behind
  Richard took hold of his shoulders and placed him beside the
  girl.
  "Stand up straight now." She whispered as she stood to the
  other side of him.
  
  "Step up on to the Dais" The doctor tapped the girl on her
  bottom. She stepped up on to the platform and stood in the
  middle facing the three women sat at the table.
  "Up you go Richard." The nurse stroked her hand down the boy's
  back and gave his bottom a light smack. Richard stepped up and
  moved forward on to the dais until he was standing beside the
  naked girl. He was blushing profusely, acutely aware of his
  nakedness. The room was cooler than the examination room and
  it seemed to accent his naked state. His scrotum tightened as
  the cool air enveloped his body. The girl stood beside him,
  her back straight and her breasts jutting forward. Her nipples
  stood out firm and hard.
  "Doctor would you do the girl first." Lady Todd-Berresford
  looked up as she spoke, her eyes travelled up and down the
  naked boy and girl standing in front of her.
  "By all means." The doctor answered, stepping up on to the
  platform. She stood by the side of Annette.
  "I have examined her this morning, I have not had the results
  of the blood test yet, but the ones from immigration taken six
  months ago are clear. As you can see she is well formed and is
  physically healthy." The doctor placed her hand on the girls
  chest above her breasts as she continued talking to the
  committee. "Her breasts are quite large for someone of her
  race." She traced her fingers down over the girl's right
  breast and cupped the under-part, lifting the breast upward."
  They are quite firm and are not pendulous. She has a well
  muscled physique with no history of any disorder." Her hand
  travelled down on to the girls lower stomach. "She has reached
  sexual maturity, although there is no indication that she has
  yet had sexual intercourse."
  The three women watched intently as the doctor made the young
  girl part her legs. She slid her hand between the girl's legs
  and parted the lips of the vulva.
  "She seems to be particularly sensitive, so I would suggest
  that as yet she has had no sexual contact." The doctor let go
  of the girl and turned her round.
  "Bend over and touch your toes." She instructed, pushing the
  girl over.
  "Spread your legs, that's the way." The women watched as the
  doctor parted the girl's buttocks, displaying the neat
  sphincter.
  "She is neat and clean in this area, her diet will have been
  high in fibre and as such there are no swollen veins." The
  doctor stretched the buttocks wider apart causing the girl to
  gasp.
  Her legs are strong, and she shows no trouble in her joints.
  Her feet are small and neat with no deformity." The doctor ran
  her hand down the back of the girl's leg.
  "Stand up and turn around." She commanded. The girl obeyed,
  turning to face the committee. Her face was flushed more from
  embarrassment than bending over. Her lips were trembling, but
  she stood up straight placing her hands by her sides.
  "If you would like to have a closer look at her, I have the
  examination table ready behind the screens."
  Lady Todd-Berressford looked to the woman from immigration.
  "Will you need to have another look at her?". The woman shook
  her head. "No she has already been examined by my department,
  and although I am here as a committee member it would seem
  rather inappropriate." She smiled at the chairwoman.
  "I understand." She turned to Mrs. Forbes.
   "How about you Maggie?".
   "Yes I think I will." She turned toward the doctor.
  "If you would be so kind as to arrange her."
  The doctor turned the girl around and they both stepped off
  the dais. She lead her around the screens.
  "Just get up on to the table." The nurse moved behind the
  screen and helped place the girl's legs in the stirrups.
  Richard watched as The woman got up from the table and walked
  round behind the screens. He was acutely aware of the
  interested gaze of the chairwoman as she looked over his body. 
  Maggie Forbes stood over the girl, looking down at her lithe
  young body.
  "Would you give me a rubber glove please nurse." The nurse
  handed the plump woman a glove from the trolley. The doctor
  smiled to herself as she watched the woman bend over the
  juncture of the girl's parted thighs. Deftly she held open the
  lips of the vulva and slid two fingers straight up inside the
  girl. The doctor watched the young girls face as she grimaced
  and bit her lower lip. The woman moved her fingers roughly
  inside the girl making her hips writhe.
  "Just you keep still. "She spoke sternly to the girl as she
  began to move her fingers rapidly inside her. With her other
  hand she drew her finger up between the crease until she
  located the clitoris which she immediately began to massage.
  The girl could not help moving her hips as the woman roughly
  brought her to a state of sexual excitement. The girl began to
  moan as the woman increased the speed of her fingers, giving
  her no respite.
  "Ah, you cant help yourself can you." She said to the girl as
  she delved even deeper into the moist vagina.
  "A...aaargh..aaargh...ghh." The girl cried out as the woman's
  fingers brought her to a climax. The woman turned her hand and
  penetrated the girls bottom with her thumb. "Well that didn't
  take long did it, what a sensitive young girl you are." She
  continued the pace of her fingers as the girl's body shook in
  a series of spasms.
  The woman slowed the pace of her fingers as the girl's body
  became less tense, her thighs quivered as the orgasm subsided.
  The woman thrust upward once more before she withdrew her
  fingers from the girl's vagina.
  "You just lay there, for a bit." She turned to the nurse and
  the doctor who had been stood watching.
  "I think you are right, she is extremely sensitive. Shall we
  get back to the boy now?". She turned abruptly, shedding the
  rubber glove and dropping it in the bin.
  Richard watched as the woman returned to her seat, her face
  looking flushed. He had heard the girl moaning and understood
  what had been happening to her behind the screen. The doctor
  stood on the dais beside the boy.
  "This boy is  fifteen years old. As you can see he is well
  built and in good physical condition. He has had no recurring
  illnesses and suffers from no deformities." She ran her hand
  across the boy's chest and down on to his stomach. There are
  only two minor problems. Although he was circumcised as a
  baby, his foreskin seems rather tight." She brushed her
  fingers down over the boy's stomach and took hold of his
  penis, drawing it away from his body. She took hold of the tip
  and pulled back the foreskin with her other hand.
  "There seems to be plenty of skin, so I think it will just be
  a matter of therapy." Richard face turned a bright crimson as
  the doctor took hold of his penis. He looked straight ahead as
  the women watched the doctor manipulate his foreskin.
  "Turn around and bend over." She let go of his penis and
  watched him turn around. He bent over and grasped his ankles.
  "Legs apart." She tapped the inside of his thigh. Richard
  shuffled his legs wider apart.
  "His sphincter is rather tight also, it could give him
  problems later on, so I am recommending therapy for this too."
  She bent over the boy and stretched the buttocks apart.
  " Nurse would you lubricate a glove please." Richard began to
  tremble as the doctor stretched his buttocks further apart. He
  saw the nurse's feet as she walked past him.
  "If you would nurse." The nurse put on the rubber glove and
  bent over the boy. The doctor held his bottom at either side
  of the cleft and stretched the buttocks apart.
  "Just relax your bottom, there's a good boy." The nurse spoke
  softly as she gently pushed a lubricated finger up in to the
  boy's bottom.
  "As you can see it is very tight, but I don't think it will be
  a long term problem." The doctor addressed the panel. The
  Nurse withdrew her finger and patted the boy's bottom.
  "Stand up straight and face the front." The doctor instructed
  Richard as she let go of his buttocks.
  "We will pass on your recommendation for therapy, but you
  haven't mentioned whether he has reached puberty yet." Maggie
  Forbes smiled knowingly at the doctor as she spoke.
  "His testicles are in place and of course he is capable of an
  erection, we have not tested him for a sperm count." The
  doctor smiled back at the chairwoman.
  "I think you ought to check whether he has reached puberty, or
  that he is capable of ejaculation." Maggie Forbes looked up at
  Richard's face, observing the boy's acute discomfort.
  "I think the easiest thing would be to do it here and now, so
  if you would like to come round to the examination table in a
  few moments I will get him ready. Richard could not believe
  his ears. The doctor turned him away from the table and lead
  him toward the examination table. The young girl was standing
  by the side of the screen as the doctor pushed him toward the
  table. Her face was flushed and Richard detected a look of
  pity in her eyes as she watched him sit on the table. The
  nurse quickly fastened his legs into the stirrups. This time
  she brought the leather straps over the top of his ankles and
  buckled them tight. She pushed the screen away from the table
  and pulled the trolley around toward her as she stood between
  the boy's open legs.
  "Would you ask Miss Watts to fetch me a test tube." The doctor
  addressed the young secretary.
  Richard looked around as the doctor spoke, he could see the
  secretary watching him, her desk only a few feet from his
  widely splayed legs.
  "If you would like to gather around the table, I think you
  will be able to observe first hand." The doctor smiled as the
  women got up and approached the examination table.
  "I think nurse if you would stand by his head and provide a
  little stimulation." Richard could see the women gathering
  around him as he lay looking upward. He noticed to his horror
  that the young secretary had also joined the group, she looked
  amused as she saw his expression.
  Richard's body jerked as he felt a cold cream being applied to
  his bottom. He saw the doctor lean forward and felt her soft
  fingers gently take hold of his penis.
  The nurse gently took hold of his arms and pulled them until
  they were stretched out  towards her. She leaned forward her
  pretty face looking down on his. She placed her hands on his
  chest and gently tweaked his nipples. He felt the doctor
  squeeze his penis, pulling the foreskin down the shaft until
  the skin was stretched tightly. The doctor spoke to the second
  nurse who stood next to her. "Would you put a little cream
  just around the rim nurse." Richard gasped as he felt the cold
  cream being applied around the sensitive glans. He felt a hand
  being stroked over his stomach as the doctor started pulling
  the foreskin up and down his penis in a steady rhythmic
  motion.
  Lady Todd-Berresford was stood by the side of the table. She
  watched intently as his penis began to stiffen. She placed her
  hand gently on his thigh. "Just you lay back and relax,
  there's a good boy." She stroked her hand up and down the
  inside of the boy's leg as she spoke softly to him. The second
  nurse had cupped his testicles in her hand. Her soft fingers
  gently moving the testes up and down. She watched the doctor
  cleverly manipulate his penis to an erection. She looked down
  between the boy's parted thighs as she concentrated on her
  task. Her lips were moist and her mouth partly open as she
  gently pushed her hand between the splayed buttocks. The
  doctor continued her manipulation of the now erect penis.
  Using both hands she pulled the foreskin back and then
  flattening the palm of her other hand she slowly brushed it in
  a rotating motion over the sensitive opening. Richard's body
  jerked violently as he tried to escape the incredible
  sensation on the tip of his erect member.
  "I think if you just pop a finger in." She murmured to the
  nurse stood next to her. She watched as the nurse slipped a
  finger neatly up into the boy's bottom. Richard squirmed, his
  breath was coming in gasps as he felt the finger being slipped
  up into his bottom. The sensations were just too much for him
  and his whole body began to tremble as inexorably they aroused
  him. The young secretary watched as his body began to jerk,
  his hips writhing under their clever fingers. She looked into
  his face, it was suffused in red, his lips were trembling. " I
  don't think it's going to be long before we need that test
  tube." The doctor glanced round to see her other secretary had
  already entered the room and was holding the test tube ready.
  Her eyes were bright with excitement as she watched Sarah pull
  the boy's foreskin up and down over the rim of the glans.
  "Aaaaa..rgh..aaa.rr.gghh." Richard moaned as he felt his
  climax approach, he could not stop his hips from moving under
  their clever fingers.
  "Not long to go now, just let yourself go there's a good boy."
  The nurse above him spoke soothingly, her fingers pinched hard
  on his nipples. Richard's head moved from side to side, his
  hips writhed as the doctor increased the tempo of her soft
  fingers up and down his penis. She nodded to the nurse
  standing beside her who deftly pushed a second finger up into
  the boy's bottom. She could feel his penis pulse as her
  fingers located the prostate gland.
  "Test tube." The secretary reached over and placed the test
  tube on to the end of the glans. She watched in fascination as
  a stream of semen shot up into the glass, followed by another
  and another. The nurse pushed her fingers even further into
  the boy's bottom as she squeezed his testicles with her other
  hand.
  "Aaaaarrggh...aaaaa.rrgghh." Richard cried out as his body
  tensed, his legs unable to escape the straps that held them.
  His hips writhed uncontrollably and his head thrashed from
  side to side.
  "There there it's all over now." The nurse whispered softly as
  his body shook.
  "Mmmm..mmm.mum.." Richard moaned his whole body racked with
  sensation. The secretary took the test tube away from the end
  of the boy's penis, holding it so that the semen did not
  spill. The doctor began to slow her strokes, her fingers
  squeezing hard. She squeezed, drawing her fingers up along the
  whole length of the shaft. She beautiful lips were parted as
  she bent her head low over the boy's genitals she watched the
  last drop of semen escape from the opening. Gently she laid
  her hand on his tummy and stroked gently. "You can relax now
  it's all over." She took her hands away and watched as the
  nurse gently slipped her fingers from his bottom. Richard felt
  dizzy, his head was spinning. He looked up to see faces
  swimming before him..then blackness. 
  
  He awoke from a faint to see the pretty young secretary
  looking down at him, her soft eyes smiling. "You fainted, it
  was just all too much for you wasn't it." She stroked a hand
  over his chest. "Do you think you can sit up, I've brought you
  a cup of sweet tea."
  Richard slowly began to sit up, his legs had been freed from
  the stirrups and he swung them over the edge of the table. The
  young girl put her arm around his shoulders and handed him the
  cup. Richard sipped the sweet tea and looked around. The
  committee room was empty except for Annette who was stood at
  the end of the table. The secretary rested her hand on the
  boy's knee.
  "It's all over now, I am just waiting for the transport to
  take you to your new home. The committee passed you both fit."
  Richard became acutely aware of his nakedness again as the
  secretary moved her hand gently over his thigh.
  "I'll take your cup and you can both wait here while I fetch
  you something to wear." She took the cup and patted his knee.
  "Don't worry everything will be all right now." She looked
  into his eyes, and smiled reassuringly. Richard looked at the
  naked girl as the secretary left. She stood upright with her
  hands by her sides, making no effort to cover her nakedness.
  She spoke as soon as the secretary had left the room.
  "It is better to do as they say. For me it is a big
  opportunity and I think for you also." Richard nodded. The
  girl spoke with very little trace of accent to her voice.
  "It just embarrasses me so." Richard looked down at his hands
  covering his lap as he spoke.
  "I feel sorry for you for what they do, but for me it was the
  same. The woman was very rough."
  "I felt sorry for you too." Richard looked at the girl once
  more as she spoke.
  "If we both do as we are told I think we will be all right."
  The girl smiled. Richard had not seen her smile. Her teeth
  were white and even and her pretty eyes sparkled beneath her
  long eyelashes. The door opened and the secretary came through
  pushing a trolley. On top of the trolley was a pile of
  clothes. She wheeled it up to the examination table and
  reached underneath for a packet of moist tissues. She stood in
  front of Richard as he sat on the edge of the table. She
  pushed his knees apart gently and took hold of his hands,
  moving them to his sides. Deliberately her fingers encircled
  his soft penis. Carefully she pushed back the foreskin to
  reveal the glans.
  "I'll have to clean you up a little bit before you can get
  dressed. I hope the clothes you have been sent fit you both."
  Richard blushed in pure anguish, he felt utterly humiliated as
  the girl pushed back the foreskin and wiped around the rim of
  his penis.
  "Just stand up and bend over so I can wipe your bottom."
  Richard stood and bent over the table. Gently the girl parted
  the cheeks of his bottom and wiped away the excess of cream
  from around the sphincter. She tapped his bottom.
  "OK you can stand up now." She looked at his blushing
  features. She softly stroked her hand down the side of his
  cheek. "My you have been through it today haven't you." She
  looked kindly at him, her eyes dropping to his penis which had
  began to stiffen.
  "Come here Annette and put this on" She took a white garment
  from on top of the pile. Annette looked at the garment and
  then put it on over her head, her full breasts jutting forward
  as she moved her arms through the sleeves. It was a simple
  shift that came to mid thigh. Her olive skin looked darker
  against the white of the dress.
  "Now you Richard." She handed him a white T shirt, which he
  put on drawing it over his head. It fitted his slim body well.
  The secretary looked down at the boy's penis as it hung below
  the shirt. She handed him a pair of white shorts. He quickly
  put them on, happy to cover himself. The shorts also fitted
  well, they were of a good material and felt so much smoother
  than anything he had ever worn before. A world apart from the
  baggy flannel trousers the orphanage has provided.
  "I am afraid there are no under-clothes at the moment, but I
  am sure Lady Rawlings will see to you both when you get
  there." She handed the girl a pair of canvas slip-on sandals
  and passed Richard a pair of white socks and white training
  shoes. Richard kneeled down and put on the socks and shoes.
  They felt really wonderful. He could not remember ever having
  put on new clothes before.
  "If you will both follow me please." The secretary turned and
  moved toward the door. Richard began to follow with Annette at
  his side. She whispered to him.
  "This dress is very good material, I bet it cost a lot."
  Richard looked at her and smiled back as he saw her pleased
  expression. They followed the secretary to the lift and then
  down to the Lobby. A large car was waiting outside the main
  doors. 
  "Follow me." The girl turned her head back toward them as she
  lead them through the large glass doors to a waiting car. She
  opened the rear door and motioned for the girl to get in.
  Annette stepped into the car and slid over to the far side of
  the back seat, her skirt riding high showing her slim brown
  thighs. 
  "In you go Richard." Richard moved himself to the middle of
  the seat as the secretary got in beside him. The driver was a
  woman of about forty years. She turned back to the occupants.
  "Are you all in?" The Secretary nodded to the driver and
  turned to Richard and the girl. "I know I probably don't have
  to say this, but I do want you to be on your best behaviour."
  She placed her hand on the boy's knee. "Are you looking
  forward to your new home."
  "Yes miss."
  "And how about you Annette."
  "Oh yes miss."
  "Good well just do as you are told when we get there, both of
  you." They both nodded. Richard looked down as she stroked
  over his bare thigh, tracing her fingers up to the hem of his
  short trousers. "I know you have had an embarrassing day
  Richard, but Lady Rawlings may want to have a quick look at
  you after she has read the medical report. Please try and not
  be shy if I have to take your trousers down." Richard's face
  turned beetroot red as he heard the words. She looked at his
  face, her pretty eyes noting his blushes.
  "Will you promise me." She took hold of the boy's chin and
  raised his head to look directly into his eyes
  Richard's lips were trembling as he looked at her. She rested
  her right hand on his lap as she looked at him. Richard could
  feel the pressure of her hand over his penis.
  "Well are you going to promise me."
  "I'll try miss.. . I really will." Richard managed to stammer.
  She moved her hand over his groin stroking gently. "I hope you
  do Richard, I hope you do." She patted his groin before
  removing her hands and facing forward in the car. The car had
  left the town and was heading through open country. Richard
  looked out of the window, his face still bright red. He felt
  Annette slip her hand over his and squeeze it. He squeezed
  back and looked at her quickly. She smiled before turning back
  to look out of the window. He glanced down at her slim legs,
  her skirt was quite short and had pushed up to her hips. She
  seemed aware of his gaze as she squeezed his hand once more.
  They rode on in silence, enjoying the countryside. Richard
  tried to think positively, he hoped that he would not have to
  bare himself again, but his previous experience was not
  encouraging. The car headed down the long driveway to the
  Manor House. It pulled to a stop outside the main entrance.
  Solid stone columns supported a tiled portico which covered
  the large oak door of the entrance. It was a truly impressive
  building with it's row upon row of high windows reflecting the
  sunlight. Russet ivy covered much of the stone walls, it's
  winding branches reaching up to the small windows of the
  fourth floor. Both Richard and Annette looked around at the
  large house and grounds before being ushered in through the
  doorway by the maid. The maid lead them through to the drawing
  room where Lady Rawlings sat behind her ornate desk. Wendy
  gave a quick smile of recognition to the boy but had turned
  away before noticing his face blush.
  "Ah Miss Holden, they said you were on your way. "Lady
  Rawlings got up from behind her desk as she addressed the
  young girl. Richard and Annette followed her further into the
  room. 
  "Would you fetch some tea Wendy?" She asked the maid. Lady
  Rawlings moved around the table and stood in front of Richard
  and Annette.
  "Why they are both delightful." She spoke to the secretary as
  she looked them up and down." Do you have any paperwork to
  complete from the authorities."
  "No Lady Rawlings I think it is all done, I have the medical
  reports." She handed a buff envelope to her. Lady Rawlings
  took the envelope and returned to her seat behind the desk.
  She opened the envelope and began to read from the sheaf of
  pages it contained. There was silence in the room until she
  had finished reading. 
  "Are you aware of the nature of the boy's medical report." She
  asked the young girl who had brought them.
  "Yes I was present at the examination, er. do you want me to
  show you." Lady Rawlings looked up at the girl with an amused
  look. There was obviously more to the secretary than she had
  first assumed. But of course if she was not extremely
  competent they would have not sent her in the first place.
  Lady Rawlings looked over at the girl and boy as they stood in
  front of her desk.
  She spoke to the boy. "Have you had any trouble going to the
  toilet?" She looked him straight in the eye.
  "Er..No.er..madam." Richard stammered, his head dropping to
  avoid her eyes.
  "Look up Richard, and shoulders back." The secretary spoke
  firmly to him as she moved to his side.
  Richard looked up to see Lady Rawlings smile at him. " How
  about your penis have you had any pain, it says here that your
  foreskin is very tight." Richard blushed at the mention of his
  penis.
  "No..Miss it seems all right." He stammered once more.
  "I think we will have a look just the same." She turned to the
  secretary. "Would you like to show me please." Richard blushed
  once more as the secretary moved behind him and put her arms
  around his waist. She slipped her thumbs inside the waist band
  of his short trousers and undid the top button. Richard could
  feel her breasts pressing against his back, and the sweet
  smell of her perfume as she looked over his shoulder. She
  undid the buttons one by one, her fingers brushing over his
  pubic hair as her hands moved lower. When she had undone all
  the buttons she bent down behind him and pulled the trousers
  down over his legs. She placed her hand on his ankle and
  indicated him to lift his foot out of the trousers.
  "And the other one." Richard stepped out of the trousers which
  the secretary picked up and placed on the side of the desk.
  Richard's face was beetroot red as he stood naked from the
  waist down. His T shirt barely covering the upper part of his
  penis.
  "Hands above your head." The secretary spoke sternly as
  Richard hung his head. He raised his arms, he could not help
  looking into the young girls face as she moved in front of
  him. She took hold of the hem of his shirt and pulled it over
  his head. Richard stood naked in front of the young girl apart
  from his white short socks and white shoes.
  "Stand up straight, head up, arms by your sides." The
  secretary lifted his chin as she spoke, her voice was stern.
  Richard was looking straight at Lady Rawlings as the girl
  moved away to place the shirt on top of his shorts. She stood
  to his side and took hold of his penis. "Open your legs."
  Richard obeyed as she lifted his penis. "Move closer to the
  desk so that Lady Rawlings can see you." She pulled him
  forward by his penis until his thighs touched the edge of the
  desk.
  "It is difficult to see unless the penis is stiff, shall I
  manipulate it." She glanced at Lady Rawlings who was admiring
  the boy's body.
  "Er..yes I think so." Lady Rawlings spoke quietly. The girl
  took a firmer hold of his penis encircling it with her
  forefinger and thumb. With her right hand she pinched the end
  of the glans. She pulled the foreskin back as far as she could
  and then up again, the softness of her hand brushing against
  the sensitive tip. Richard began to stiffen almost
  immediately. He blushed deeper as she pulled the foreskin up
  and down the shaft of his penis.
  "If you can see now Lady Rawlings, the skin is quite tight as
  it goes over the head." Her delicate fingers pulled the
  foreskin back and them up to the rim slowly, before pushing it
  over and up to the head of the glans. Richard's body trembled
  as her fingers stroked over his penis. Lady Rawlings was
  delighted at the exhibition, she watched the young girl
  cleverly manipulate his penis, leaning forward in her chair as
  it became fully erect. She looked at his blushing face, his
  lips trembled and his eyes had become glazed.
  "I think that will do, it does seem a little tight but
  obviously nothing to worry about." She watched as the girl
  turned the boy around and bent him over, making sure his legs
  were widely spread. The girl spread his buttocks apart,
  revealing his neat little sphincter.
  "The doctor said she would visit to recommend some therapy,
  but she says there are no signs of any serious problem." The
  secretary looked up to Lady Rawlings before she let the
  tightly spread buttocks close back together. Lady Rawlings was
  not looking at the boy's sphincter, but at the neatly spaced
  stripes her daughter's cane had made upon the young boy's
  bottom.
  "You can stand up now." Richard stood up and turned around as
  the girl prompted him. His penis was still erect and stood out
  in front of his hips.
  "Go and stand by Annette." Lady Rawlings instructed him. "You
  seem a very competent young lady if I may say so." Lady
  Rawlings spoke to the young secretary and smiled. "I hope you
  will visit us again. I am very happy with them both and I am
  sure they will both be happy here." She watched the girl smile
  at the compliment. The maid knocked once and entered the room
  carrying a large silver tray with silver teapot, hot water jug
  and china tea service. She looked at the naked boy, noticing
  his erect penis and blushing face. She thought about what she
  had done to him in the woods that day as she placed the tray
  on a small occasional table. The table stood at the far end of
  the room, around it were several chairs and a matching settee.
  Lady Rawlings got up from the desk and walked toward the young
  boy and girl." Come and have some tea and then I can find out
  all about you both." Richard looked at her as she stood in
  front of him acutely aware of his nakedness. His penis was
  still swollen, although not fully erect. She looked down at
  his genitals and smiled at him kindly. "Don't be embarrassed
  Richard you are amongst friends here." Richard nodded dumbly,
  he blushed a deeper red as her hand gently touched his hip.
  "Er..c.ccan I get dressed now madam?" Richard stammered,
  hardly daring to look at her." Lady Rawlings looked at him her
  face becoming stern.
  "You will soon learn that in this house you wait to be told
  what to do, do you understand what I am saying to you."
  Richard blushed and hung his head. "I'm very sorry madam, I..
  d..did'nt mean any harm." Richard apologised nervously, his
  bottom lip quivered at her stern rebuke. "I will make no more
  of it this time." Lady Rawlings was pleased with the way she
  had handled the boy. She had always found it advisable to
  stamp her authority early in any relationship.
  "You may sit down on that high backed chair over there." She
  pointed to a chair near the table where the maid was pouring
  the tea. Richard stumbled over to the chair, feeling utterly
  ridiculous at being naked in front of every one. He sat down
  on the chair, its cold leather seat against his bare flesh.
  Wendy looked at the boy out of the corner of her eye. He was
  sat with his back straight, his legs parted slightly with his
  swollen penis laid over his testicles. He sat with his hands
  on his thighs, not daring to cover himself after the warning
  the girl had given him. The young secretary and Lady Rawlings
  sat side be side on the settee. Annette was made to sit on a
  chair facing Richard. The maid handed tea to her mistress and
  to Miss Holden. She then handed a cup to Annette, pointing to
  the sugar and milk on the tray. She gave the girl a friendly
  smile as she handed the cup to her. She poured another cup and
  brought it over to Richard, standing in front of him. She
  handed him the cup and smiled in sympathy, she whispered as
  she bent her head forward. "Don't worry Richard you'll be all
  right." Richard nodded dumbly as she turned away. Both the
  girl and Richard sat quietly as Lady Rawlings and Miss Holden
  discussed the girls history. They talked about her as if she
  absent, several times mentioning her bodily attributes or her
  obedience or willingness. "Annette why don't you just pop your
  dress off so I can have a good look at you, there's a good
  girl." Lady Rawlings turned toward her, her voice sounding
  kind but firm. The girl blushed, but without hesitation stood
  upright. She raised her arms over her head and gracefully
  pulled the dress up. Her firm flesh rippled as she took off
  the dress. She placed the white tunic over the chair she had
  been sitting on and turned to face Lady Rawlings and the young
  secretary.
  "As you can see she has been shaved for her examination,
  although the hairdressers said her pubic hair was very neat.
  The girl stood still, her arms down by her sides.
  "Turn around." Miss Holden ordered the girl as she got up from
  the settee and stood next to the girl. She cupped her hand
  underneath the girls breast and pushed it up gently as if
  weighing it.
  "Turn around." She instructed sliding her hand down to the
  girls waist and turning her. "That's it now just bend over and
  show Lady Rawlings that pretty bottom of yours. The girl
  blushed as she bent forward. "Open those legs a little more
  that's the way. Lady Rawlings looked at the pert bottom and
  the neat crease covering her vagina. Miss Holden bent over the
  girls back and put her arm underneath her, sliding it under
  her tummy until her fingers located the lips of her vulva. She
  slid her other hand over the girls bottom and between her
  legs. The girls legs quivered visibly as the secretary parted
  the lips of her vulva and stroked a finger down inside. 
  "She is very neat isn't she." Lady Rawlings said admiringly as
  she watched the girl begin to tremble. Miss Holden took her
  hand away from the girls vagina and stroked slowly over her
  buttocks. "Right you can stand up now." The girl stood up and
  turned around to face them again. Miss Holden returned to her
  seat leaving the young Vietnamese girl standing naked.
  "You may sit down, put your dress on the back of the chair."
  The girl sat down placing the palms of her hands flat down on
  her thighs.
  "They do make a handsome couple don't they." Lady Rawlings
  examined them both as she spoke.
  "Well if everything is all right I had better be heading back
  to the medical centre. We close at half past five. Miss Holden
  got up and placed her cup back on the tray. "Goodbye Richard."
  She held out her hand to the boy who took it nervously. "You
  are a lovely boy I know you will be happy here." She leaned
  her face forward and kissed him softly on the lips. She turned
  to the girl and reached out her hand. The girl stood up and
  shook hands. "Goodbye Annette and good luck." She smiled
  kindly at the girl and leaned forward and kissed her full on
  the lips. She turned to Lady Rawlings. "Goodbye Lady Rawlings
  it was most nice meeting you." Lady Rawlings smiled. "..And
  you too. Wendy will show you out." Wendy bobbed a curtsey and
  extended her arm toward the door. She followed the girl as she
  left the room.
  "Stand up both of you and I will get Wendy to show you to your
  rooms. Annette you will be sharing a room with Wendy for the
  time being. It should make you feel more at home as you will
  be working with her. Richard you will have a room of your own
  as we have no other male people in the house. I understand it
  is your birthday tomorrow, Diane and Veronica will be home
  from shopping later on. So tomorrow you can both go to the
  lake with them."
  Richard and Annette stood facing Lady Rawlings as she talked
  to them. Richard was still blushing at his nakedness, he had
  been aroused when Miss Holden had fondled the girl in front of
  him. His penis, although not erect was swollen and was
  pointing forward. This had not escaped Her ladyship's notice
  and she looked down at his groin. 
  "Richard I think you have had adequate time for you penis to
  subside. I hope you are not thinking lewd thoughts about
  Annette here." Richard coloured up immediately, blushing from
  his face to his chest. Lady Rawlings stood up. "You might well
  blush young man" She reached forward and took a firm hold of
  his penis squeezing it tightly. "I wont have any nonsense in
  this direction." She looked down and pushed the foreskin back
  until the glans was totally revealed. "Do you understand me?"
  "Yes mm...madam" Richard stammered as Lady Rawlings chided
  him. Her fingers pushing the foreskin up and back down over
  the shaft. 
  "Well I'll let it go this time, you've obviously had a
  traumatic day both of you." Wendy appeared back through the
  door way. She was not surprised to see Her mistress holding
  the boy's penis. "Would you take Annette and Richard to their
  rooms. If you would take their clothes up too. Diane is
  fetching a whole wardrobe for both of them. They can have a
  bath and then come down to dinner. I think it would be better
  if you were to supervise their baths on this occasion.
  Although I think in future Annette make take hers on her own.
  I want you to make sure that the boy is scrupulously clean,
  that includes his genitals and his bottom. I also want you to
  make sure Annette is aware of how to wash in future. That is
  the same way that I showed you. I hope you understand what I
  am saying." The maid blushed slightly but answered quickly.
  "As you wish Madam." Lady Rawlings let go of the boys penis
  which was now fully erect. "Off you go then you two. I expect
  you down at eight o'clock for dinner. "Yes madam they replied
  in unison. 
  
  Richard and Annette followed the young maid up the stairs and
  down a long corridor.
  Richard walked behind Annette, he was acutely aware of his
  nakedness, his penis slapped from side to side as they walked
  quickly to one of the rooms on the left of the corridor. They
  stopped outside. The girl took a pace back to make room for
  the maid to enter, her bottom pushing against Richard's hips.
  "Annette this is my room and will now be your room too." Wendy
  smiled at the naked girl.
  "Through there, you will find the bathroom. Will you fill the
  bath for yourself and I will come through in a few minutes to
  make sure you are all right." She smiled once more and
  gestured for the girl to go in the room.
  "Now Richard if you will follow me." She looked down at the
  boy, noticing that his penis was still not completely flaccid.
  They walked further along the corridor and entered a room on
  the right. Richard looked around the bedroom it was large and
  beautifully furnished. A large double bed dominated the
  central space. Fitted wardrobes surrounded the room on three
  sides it's mirrored doors making space for the large window
  which overlooked the gardens. The room was bright and cheerful
  and Richard could not help thinking how different it was to
  his dormitory in the orphanage. "The bathroom is through
  here." The maid lead the way through the doorway situated to
  the side of the bed-head. She bent over the white fitted bath
  and pressed the lever for the bath plug. "I'll run your bath
  Richard and then you can sit and soak for a few minutes while
  I see to Annette. What do you think to your room, it's lovely
  isn't it." Richard nodded as the maid turned toward him. He
  had covered his genitals with his hands and stood looking
  embarrassed. "Don't worry Richard, you will like it here I
  know." She smiled kindly at him as she turned both taps on
  full. She turned to face him and placed her hands on his
  shoulders. "Lady Rawlings is really very kind and so is Diane,
  it will only take a little while for you to settle in." She
  looked into his eyes.
  "I am sure I will like it Miss, I just feel embarrassed.
  Richard said quietly, his eyes looking down as he spoke.
  "It is just something you will have to get used to. There that
  seems to be full enough." She turned off the taps and tested
  the water. "Just pop in the bath and I'll come through in a
  little while." She turned and gave Richard a little kiss on
  the cheek before walking through the door to the bedroom.
  Richard stood for a minute and then slowly tested the water
  with his foot before getting into the bath. He sat down
  carefully in the hot water. Looking around the bathroom, he
  noticed that there was a toilet and bidet as well as a shower
  cubicle in one corner. There was also a long table, the
  surface was covered in pale orange rubber. The legs of the
  table were chrome and the feet ended in small wheels with
  rubber rims. Richard sat back in the bath and let the water
  soak his body. He felt nervous but excited at the prospect of
  his new home.
  
  Annette looked up from the bath in which she was sitting as
  the maid entered the room.
  "I have left Richard to soak for a while so I suppose we had
  better get started." The girl looked up to the maid and
  smiled.
  "Shall I stand up, if you have to wash me?"
  "Yes I think that would be best." The maid blushed as she
  approached the girl. "I have to do what madam say's." Wendy
  blushed once more as she spoke gently to the girl standing
  facing the taps.
  "I understand." Annette gave a little smile. Wendy took the
  soap and dipped her hands in the water. Gently she began to
  soap the girls back and then lower over her bottom.
  "You will have to open your legs a little."
  The girl obeyed immediately, pushing her feet as far apart as
  the shape of the bath would let her. Wendy slid her hand
  between the girl's bottom and through her parted legs, her
  fingers sliding smoothly over the smooth pubis. With her other
  hand she began to soap over her tummy.
  "Just bend forward a little so I can soap between your
  bottom." She cupped the girls pubis with her left hand as slid
  her fingers up between the girl's buttocks. Annette felt a
  gentle pressure at the opening to her bottom as the maid
  probed with her finger. Slowly she felt the fingertip tease
  the sphincter until the maid pushed her finger firmly up into
  her bottom. The girl shivered slightly as Wendy pushed her
  finger further in.
  "I hope I am not hurting you." She said as she began to ease
  her finger back and forth making the girl squirm.
  "It's all right Miss, it doesn't hurt."
  "Please call me Wendy, we are working together and as far as I
  know I don't have any authority over you."
  "Thank you.. Wendy." The girl gasped as she felt the maid
  begin to probe the crease of her sex. Her legs quivered as
  Wendy quickly slid her finger down the crease and deftly up
  into the girl's vagina. She blushed as the girl turned her
  head toward her and looked into her face.
   'I am sorry but it is madam's instructions." Wendy said as
  the girl looked into her eyes. "I know you didn't hear her say
  so, but she means me to do this to you. I'm as embarrassed as
  you are." The girl smiled at her
   "I know it is just a bit, well... embarrassing...
  aa..aarrgh."
   The girl gasped as Wendy pushed up a second finger and began
  to work them around inside her. The maid's right hand pushed
  again, her finger sinking deep into the trembling girl's
  bottom.
  "Just a few more minutes and then I can let you go. Wendy
  began to work diligently with both hands upon the trembling
  girl. Annette could not help her hips from squirming, Her
  knee's quivered as she began to feel sexually aroused.
  "AA..rrrghhh..aarrrgghhhhhh...pleeease." The girl gasped and
  moaned as Wendy increased the pace of her fingers. She was nor
  sure whether Lady Rawlings had intended her to go this far,
  but she remembered when she had first been bathed by her
  Ladyship. Lady Rawlings had excited her so much that she had
  had two orgasms in quick succession.
  "Ooo..ooohhh.aarghh....ooohhh." The girl let out a long wail
  as she came to a climax, her knees quivered uncontrollably as
  the maid's fingers roamed insistently deep inside her.
  "Oooo..ooohh...ooohhh..oooohhh." The girls breath came in
  gasps as she shook from head to toe.
   "There I've nearly finished." Wendy said softly, slowing her
  fingers to a soft caress. Gently she slipped her finger from
  the girl's bottom and stroked her hand gently over her
  buttocks.
  "Can you stand upright" She asked gently as the girl stopped
  shaking.
  "Yes I think so." Annette straightened her legs and put her
  shoulders back as the maid began to soap gently over her
  breasts.
  "You have a lovely figure, and your skin feels so nice." Wendy
  talked softly to Annette as her hands soaped over her body.
  "This is the first time I have ever done this to a girl." I
  hope you aren't cross with me, but I think it was what lady
  Rawlings wanted, she did it to me when I first came." 
  Annette looked at Wendy, her face was flushed but she gave a
  little smile.
  "I enjoyed it, you were lovely and gentle." Wendy smiled back
  at her.
  "I just know that we are going to be friends." 
  They both looked up as Lady Rawlings entered the bathroom.
  Wendy blushed and dropped her hands from the young girl's
  body.
  "Don't stop if you haven't finished yet, I don't want to
  interrupt you. If you would call me when you are finished I
  think it would be better if I were to show you how to bath the
  boy. You may bring Annette, it will be part of her duties
  too."
  "Yes Madam I've nearly finished." Wendy blushed once more as
  she looked up at her Ladyship. She noticed the amused
  expression on her face and wondered whether she knew what she
  had done to the girl.
  Wendy turned once more to the girl as her mistress left the
  room.
  "I had better just rinse you off and help you dry, I don't
  want to keep her Ladyship waiting."
  She rinsed the girl quickly and helped her from the bath.
  Annette's graceful form stretching as she stepped to the
  floor. Wendy reached for the warm bath towels and proceeded to
  dry her. Her firm breasts jiggled as she rubbed the towel
  briskly over her olive skin.
  "Open your legs a little so I can dry your bottom." Wendy
  turned the girl as she spoke and went down on one knee. The
  girl was stood facing her. Her shaven pubis inches from the
  maid's face. Wendy brought the towel up between the girl's
  legs and rubbed backwards and forwards, the texture of the
  cloth causing the young girl to quiver as it rubbed over the
  crease of her sex. "I'll just talc you and then you can get
  dressed." Wendy reached for the container and shook a liberal
  amount on to the palm of her hand. Gently she cupped it
  between the girl's legs and gently drew her hand back and
  forth feeling the smoothness of the skin. Annette put her hand
  on to the maid's shoulder to steady herself as the maid pushed
  her hand boldly between her legs. "I think that will do, if
  you will pop your dress on while I tell Madam." She smiled at
  Annette as she left the bathroom. Wendy was in high spirits as
  she walked down the stairs toward the drawing room. "There you
  are Wendy, all finished upstairs are you?" Lady Rawlings was
  smiling at the young maid. "I suspect you are enjoying
  yourself having some measure of responsibility over others."
  "Yes Madam" Wendy blushed dropping her head shyly as her
  mistress gave her an enquiring look.
  "Tell me, did you wash the girl as I instructed?"
  "Oh yes Madam." Wendy looked up into Lady Rawlings face. "I
  think I did what you wanted.
  "You washed her bottom properly?"
  "Yes Madam" Wendy hung her head once more"
  "And her vagina, did you wash inside?"
  "Y..yes Madam." Wendy blushed an even deeper shade of red, but
  managed to look up at her mistress again.
  "Good I am glad to see that you are learning obedience. I want
  you to look after the girl and show her her duties. She will
  have a uniform like yours from tomorrow and she can start work
  alongside you. Now let's go and see to young Richard."
  Wendy followed lady Rawlings up the stairs and into Richard's
  bedroom. "Go and fetch Annette and bring her through to the
  bathroom." Lady Rawlings instructed as she entered the
  bathroom doorway. Richard was sat in the bath, his knees drawn
  up to his chest. He looked up, startled as her Ladyship
  entered the room. His cheeks began to colour up as he looked
  at her. "If you will stand up please Richard." She turned away
  from the boy and took a container of liquid soap from the
  shelves above the sink. Richard stood up slowly, his face
  already bright red. He stood facing toward the end of the
  bath, his hands clasped over his groin. He watched with dismay
  as both Wendy and Annette entered the bathroom. Lady Rawlings
  turned toward the boy. "Now we will have no nonsense with your
  hands." She looked down at the boy. His knees were pressed
  together and both hands clasped tightly over his genitals.
  "Put you hands on top of your head, that should keep them out
  of the way." She smacked his bottom lightly as he hesitated.
  "Do as I say at once". Richard lifted his hands and placed
  them on his head. He was acutely aware of his nakedness. Lady
  Rawlings looked the boy over. He really has such a beautiful
  body and face she thought as she placed a hand on his hip and
  turned him to face her. "Now Wendy and Annette if you will
  come nearer." She placed her delicate hand between the boy's
  thighs and pulled his legs apart.
  The two girls stood next to Lady Rawlings as she poured the
  soap on to her palm. Slowly and deliberately she placed her
  hand between the boy's legs and cupped his testicles. She
  lifted them gently drawing them forward from between his
  thighs. "You have to be reasonably careful with a boy's
  testicles." She addressed the girls. "They are very delicate
  and if you squeeze them too hard you can cause quite a lot of
  pain." Her hand began to soap between Richard's legs. "Now I
  will show you how to wash his penis." Delicately she took hold
  of Richard's penis and drew back the foreskin until it was
  stretched tight. The boy shuddered as she soaped around the
  rim of the glans. "This is where boy's fail to wash, if you
  draw the foreskin back tightly you can soap behind the rim."
  Both girls watched intently as her Ladyship continued to
  smooth her fingers over the boy's penis. Richard shivered as
  he felt the velvety fingers stroke over his genitals. His eyes
  were tightly shut with embarrassment and to his horror he felt
  his penis begin to harden. Lady Rawlings felt it too and
  stroked harder her finger nails scraping over the rim of the
  glans. "All boy's are sensitive here so don't worry if the
  penis becomes stiff, in fact you will find it  easier to
  handle." Richard was trembling from head to toe as her
  Ladyship continued to stroke her hands over his swelling
  member. His knees quivered as she pushed a hand between his
  legs into the crease of his bottom. "Now I'll just turn him
  around and show you how to wash his bottom."
   She took hold of the boy's hips and turned him to his side.
  Richard turned awkwardly, he opened his eyes to the see the
  girls watching him. "Now bend forward, that's the way." She
  pushed him forward and slid her hands down to his buttocks.
  "Boys never think to wash their bottoms so you must make sure
  that he is absolutely clean here." She pushed his bottom
  cheeks apart and indicated the sphincter with a soapy finger.
  "You should be able to push a finger right inside, I know it
  is a little tight but it will be good therapy for him." Lady
  Rawlings gently teased the orifice watching as it contracted
  at her touch. "Now just relax Richard, I am not going to hurt
  you. Do you hear me?" Richard mumbled as he tried to relax his
  bottom. "Ooops there we are." Lady Rawlings deftly slipped her
  forefinger inside the boy's bottom. Richard tried to stand
  upright as the finger invaded him. "Keep still." Her Ladyship
  commanded as she began to move her finger around inside the
  boy. She quickly located the prostate gland and stroked her
  finger gently over it. She felt the boy shudder as she moved
  her finger inside him. "Now if you turn him further to the
  side, you can soap his penis at the same time. She moved the
  boy round, her finger still moving insistently inside his
  bottom. With her free hand she took hold of the erect penis
  and began to pull the foreskin backward and forwards.
  "Please.. madam I feel funny... I think I'm going to..." His
  voice trailed off as her finger stroked over his prostate. His
  knees began to tremble violently as she pushed with her finger
  hard up into his bottom, at the same time pulling his foreskin
  back tightly. He felt the inevitable approach of an orgasm.
  Helplessly he stood there as her fingers cleverly brought him
  to the peak of sexual sensation. His body quivered violently
  as her fingers seemed to probe the very core of his body. He
  gasped for breath as he began to ejaculate.
  Both girls watched fascinated as semen spurted from the end of
  the boy's penis.
  "A..aaargggh..a..rrgggh." Richard gasped as her Ladyships
  fingers worked incessantly. She pushed a second finger into
  his bottom as he spurted his semen. His body shivered and
  shook as she extracted every last drop from him. "There don't
  worry about that." She said soothingly. "All young boy's find
  it difficult to control themselves." Her finger slowed their
  pace. She slipped her fingers from his bottom and slid her
  hand between his legs. She cupped his testicles and squeezed
  them firmly, at the same time tightening her fingers on the
  base of his penis and drawing the last drops of semen from
  him.
  "If he happens to do that when either of you are washing him,
  make sure that you clean the tip of the penis and wash behind
  the glans again." Richard could not believe his ears as her
  Ladyship addressed the girls. He felt so humiliated. But he
  realised his ordeal was not over as he listened to her
  Ladyship instruct the girls. "You may wash the rest of him and
  them dry him. Make sure that you put plenty of talcum powder
  between his legs and between the cheeks of his bottom." Lady
  Rawlings took her hands from the boy and dried them on a towel
  she looked at both girls as she turned to leave. They were
  both watching the boy intently as he stood with his hands on
  his head, his face bright red.
   Richard was in a daze as the girls began to gently wash him.
  Making him kneel to rinse his bottom and then stand before
  them while they dried him. Their soft hands caressed him as
  they applied talcum powder to his penis and testicles. He
  gasped and shivered as they bent him over softly running their
  hands between his buttocks to apply more powder. "There I
  think you will do." said Wendy as they gently led him to the
  bedroom.
   They dressed him and sat him on the bed. Wendy bent before
  him and gently took his face between her hands. "I know you
  are embarrassed Richard but we are your friends so let's have
  a little smile shall we."
   Richard looked into Wendy's sweet face and then toward
  Annette who was watching him intently. He tried a little
  smile, but could not help blushing. "There now you just lie on
  top of the bed for a little while and rest, Annette and I have
  to go and prepare dinner. There is a clock over there, you
  have an hour before you need to come down for dinner."
   She pushed Richard gently down on to the bed and bent over
  him kissing him gently on the forehead. Annette bent forward
  and kissed the boy too, her soft lips pressed gently over his.
  
      Richard lay there looking up at the ceiling as the girls
  went downstairs. The sunlight was still quite strong as it
  rays filtered through the window and he began to doze.
  Diane and Veronica were sat at the dinner table as Richard
  came through to the dining room. Wendy had woken him and had
  watched him while he washed his face. She had combed his hair
  and ensured that his clothes were straight.
  "You can sit over here between us." Diane said as Richard
  looked for somewhere to sit. 
  "Mother always sits at the head of the table and Wendy and
  Annette will have their dinner in the kitchen after they have
  served ours." She pushed back her chair and moved to sit to
  her right leaving a space for the boy. Veronica beckoned for
  Richard to come and sit between them. "Well from what I
  understand you have had quite an eventful day."  Richard
  looked down and blushed. He had not seen the girls since they
  had caned him in the woods. The memory of it came flooding
  back as she addressed him.
  "Well have you lost your tongue?"
  "N'no Miss."
  "Well then tell us what sort of day you have had."
  "I..I...  well I had a medical.. .and then they brought me
  here..er Miss." Richard managed to stammer.
  "Well what did they do to you at the Medical Centre, you were
  there for four hours." The girls giggled at the boy's
  discomfort watching him blush an even deeper red and hang his
  head lower.
  "I am waiting for an answer Richard." Diane took hold of the
  boy's chin and raised his head.
  "They er..er examined me Miss..er to make sure I was healthy."
  Richard raised his eyes to meet hers and blushed profusely as
  she looked at him with an amused expression on her face.
  "Did you still have those stripes on your bottom when they
  examined you."
  Richard bit his lower lip "..er yes Miss."
  "Let him eat his dinner now Diane." Lady Rawlings spoke gently
  as she took her chair.
  "You will have plenty of time with him tomorrow, I thought you
  could all go to the lake and take a picnic." 
  "All right mother." Diane looked rueful but smiled at her
  mother. Both Wendy and Annette served dinner. Richard had
  never tasted such excellent food, nor had he ever tasted wine.
  Lady Rawlings smiled to herself as she watched the boy eat.
  Although he was obviously hungry she was pleased to see that
  he had excellent table manners.
  "You may have some more wine Richard"  She gestured for Wendy
  to refill his glass which he had emptied.
  "I will allow you two glasses with your meal."
      It was an hour before they had finished and Lady Rawlings
  rose from the table. "I think it is time that you were going
  to bed Richard." Diane made to get up from her chair but Lady
  Rawlings held up her hand.
  "I am going to let Wendy and Annette take Richard to bed, I
  need to talk to you two down here."
  Diane pouted at her mother. She was anxious to have a look at
  the boy again after all she thought I did find him. Lady
  Rawlings smiled, knowing her daughters thoughts.
  "You will have plenty of time together tomorrow."
  "Oh all right." Diane pouted prettily.
  Richard was led upstairs by Wendy, Annette followed close
  behind them. They entered the bedroom and Wendy sat on the bed
  with the boy facing her. She unbuttoned his shirt and the
  waist band of his trousers. Annette stood behind him and slid
  the shirt off his shoulder and down his arms. She folded it
  neatly and placed on the chair by the window. Richard watched
  in embarrassment as the maid slowly unbuttoned his trousers
  and slid them down his legs.
  "Step out of them, that's a good boy."
  Richard obeyed and stood naked before the girl. Wendy placed
  her hands on either side of his hips and looked at him.
  "You really are a beautiful boy Richard, it's no wonder they
  have fostered you." Richard blushed once more as the girl
  looked over his body, her gaze resting on his penis. His
  scrotum tightened as her cool fingers gently slipped between
  his legs and cupped his testicles. With her other hand she
  gently took hold of the tip of his penis between her thumb and
  forefinger.
  Annette stroked her hands over the boy's shoulders and down
  over his back on to the twin hillocks of his buttocks.
  Richard blushed as the girl looked up at him, his penis
  stiffened almost immediately.
  "My you are sensitive aren't you." Wendy looked up into his
  face.
  "Come on we had better let you wash your face and clean your
  teeth." She stood, still holding the boy's penis she led him
  to the bathroom sink. She let him go and fetched him a new
  toothbrush and paste. He stood before the sink his penis
  sticking straight out in front of him. She smiled at Annette
  as Richard began to clean his teeth. Richard felt absolutely
  foolish as he stood before the girls. His penis touching the
  cold porcelain of the basin as he leaned forward to rinse his
  mouth. 
  "Come on then Richard hop into bed." Richard followed the
  girls through to the bedroom. He held his hands over his
  groin, pressing his swollen penis to his stomach in order to
  hide his erection. Wendy had turned down the bed and stood
  watching him as he sat on the crisp sheets.
  "Come on swing your legs over." she pulled the covers further
  back. Richard put his legs into the bed still holding both
  hands over his groin. Wendy did not pull the covers over him
  but pulled both hands away from his groin and placed them by
  his sides. She took hold of his erect penis and bent over him.
  She kissed him full on the lips. Richard gasped as he felt her
  tongue push into his mouth and her hand close tightly over his
  penis. She pulled away and stood up releasing his penis.
  "I am just going to let Annette kiss you goodnight and then
  I'll tuck you in. She stood back to let Annette lean over the
  boy. Annette gently kissed Richard on the lips, the flat of
  her hand laying on the boy's stomach. As she kissed him gently
  she felt Wendy take hold of her hand and place it on the boy's
  penis. Wendy guided her hand down over the erect organ,
  squeezing on top of her hand. Annette blushed but took hold of
  the penis firmly. As soon as Wendy saw the girl needed no
  further instruction she let go. She watched Annette firmly 
  pull the foreskin down as she kissed the boy hard on the lips. 
  "Sweet dreams Richard." She stood up and released her grip on
  him. Wendy pulled the covers up over him and tucked them
  around his body. "There you will feel wonderful after a good
  nights sleep.
  
  Richard lay awake after they had gone. His penis was still
  hard as he thought about the tender kisses and the feel of
  their hands on his body. It was the love and tenderness they
  had shown that had affected him the most. During all his time
  at the orphanage he had rarely been kissed or shown any
  tenderness. Although he felt terribly embarrassed about the
  things that had been done to him, he also felt a sense of
  belonging for the first time. He slept soundly. The softness
  of the bed and the luxurious feel of thick crisp sheets, so
  different from the orphanage, lulled his body.
  
  
  Richard awoke instantly as the curtains were drawn back.
  Strong shafts of sunlight filled the room. He opened his eyes
  to see the young maid silhouetted against the window. She
  turned to face him as she let go of the curtains.
  "So you're awake, I came in earlier but you were very soundly
  asleep so Madam said I should leave you."
  She came over and sat on the edge of the bed. "You look as if
  you have slept very well" She stroked her hand gently down his
  cheek. "I'll just get you a cup of tea from the tray, how much
  sugar do you like?" Richard struggled to regain his senses,
  for a moment he had not realised where he was. He looked
  around the room noting it's splendour. He felt snug in his bed
  and relaxed letting his head sink back into the soft pillows.
  "Er..er two spoons Miss." He tilted his head watching the
  maids pretty bottom as she bent over the tray.
    Wendy brought the cup of tea over to the boy's bed and sat
  on the edge as she handed it to him.
  "Happy Birthday you are fifteen today." She took the cup from
  him as he struggled to sit up in the bed.
  Richard had forgotten that today was his birthday. The
  Orphanage had very few funds with which to celebrate
  birthdays. It had been usual for Matron to put candles on a
  small cake at tea and for everyone to sing Happy Birthday.
  "Here you should be able to manage it now." She steadied the
  cup as she placed it back in his hand. Richard took a few
  sips, it was the first time he could remember ever having had
  tea in bed.
  "Is that why I am being given tea in bed Miss...because it's
  my birthday."
  "No silly boy, everyone has tea in bed in the morning."
  Richard sat sipping his tea as the maid looked on.
  "Where's our birthday boy?" Richard heard the voice from the
  corridor and watched as Diane and Veronica came into the room.
  Annette followed close behind, her arms full of parcels.
  "You are a late riser on your birthday, I can never wait to
  open my presents." Diane gushed as she flopped on to the other
  side of the bed. Veronica sat herself on the end and reached
  for the parcels. Annette laid them on the bed next to veronica
  and stood back. She was dressed in a maids uniform, matching
  Wendy with a black silk blouse and short black skirt. Both
  Diane and Veronica were in their night-dresses. Diane wore
  black and Veronica dark blue. Both night dresses were short
  displaying their pretty brown legs.
  "Come on then put your cup down and open your presents."
  "Presents..Miss?" Richard looked at the parcels. "Are they for
  me?" 
  "Of course they are silly, you're the only one with a birthday
  around here." Veronica laughed at him. Her white teeth
  sparkling between her pretty lips. Her night-dress was cut low
  in the front and Richard could see the deep cleavage between
  her breasts. "Come on open them up." Richard looked amazed as
  Diane reached for some of the parcels and handed them to him.
  Wendy took his cup and Richard reached for one of the parcels.
  He began to open it.
  "That one's from Annette, We took the liberty of buying for
  her as she hasn't any money of her own yet."
  "Thankyou Miss." Annette smiled prettily at Diane. "I will pay
  you back as soon as I can." Richard finished opening the
  parcel it contained a pair of binoculars.
  "Oh Thankyou Miss, th..they are wonderful." Richard managed to
  stammer. They proceeded to open all the parcels, soon there
  was a mountain of paper on the bed. Richard could not believe
  his good fortune. There were books on wildlife, novels, a pair
  of brightly patterned training shoes, a small collapsible
  fishing rod  and a track suit.
  "Let's clear all this stuff off, you can put them all away
  later." Diane stood up from the bed and every one helped clear
  the paper and presents from the bed.
  "Right we ought to give him his birthday bumps now, Wendy you
  grab an arm, Annette you take the other arm, come around here
  that's right." Diane directed the two maids, who took hold of
  Richard's arms. Richard was in too much of a daze to realise
  what was happening. Before he knew it Diane had whipped the
  covers from the bed revealing his naked body.
  "Come on 'ronica grab a leg." Both girls took hold of his
  ankles and pulled his legs toward them. Richard blushed as he
  looked at the girls holding his legs apart.
  "W..what are you going to do" He looked up to Diane.
  "Give you your birthday bumps silly, right every one on the
  count of three..One...Two..Three." They hoisted the boy into
  the air above the bed.
  "That's one, fourteen more to go." They were all laughing as
  they hoisted the boy again. Richard was acutely aware of his
  nakedness. His penis flapped wildly up and down against his
  hips as they bounced him in the air. Both Diane and Veronica
  were enjoying themselves immensely. Diane watched the boy's
  penis and testicles jiggling about as they threw him upwards.
  His buttocks coming together and parting as he went up and
  down.
  "Just one more big one to finish with." Diane called as they
  through him high into the air." Richard came down on the bed
  with a thump. The softness of the bed cushioned the impact.
  The maids let go of his hands and Richard immediately reached
  down to cover himself.
  "Not so fast young man." Diane shouted as she brought his leg
  up and over. Veronica copied her with his other leg until
  Richard was pinned to the bed on his back with his knees
  resting on his chest. 
  "There are fifteen smacks to come yet, Hold his legs you two."
  She showed the maids how to hold his legs his knees still
  pressed tightly on to his chest. "Now 'Ronica you can do the
  smacking and I'll Hold him still." Diane shuffled herself on
  to the bed and placed her hand on the boy's tummy her arm
  brushing the back of his thigh. "Are you ready 'Ronica?"
  Veronica nodded and raised her hand, the palm stretched flat.
  Richard blushed as he felt Diane's hand slowly stroke over his
  stomach, her fingers brushing over the pubic hair. Gently and
  deliberately she moved her hand lower until she was able to
  curl her fingers around his penis. With her other hand she
  cupped his testicles and pulled them up out of the way of his
  bottom.
  "Come on 'Ronica fifteen smacks." Diane tightened her grip on
  the boy's penis as Veronica brought the palm of her hand down
  across his upturned buttocks. "That's one" Diane called as
  Veronica raised her hand once more. She tightened her hold on
  the boy's penis and pulled the foreskin back sharply as a
  second smack fell on to his bottom. Richard looked up, he was
  acutely embarrassed as he saw Wendy and Annette looking down
  at his face and then glance toward Diane's hand as she slowly
  pulled his penis. Richard could not help himself as he began
  to stiffen. "Look everyone he is getting hard" Diane shouted
  as Veronica slapped the boy across his buttocks once more.
  Richard turned his head into the pillow and shut his eyes as
  the girls watched his penis begin to erect. By the time
  Veronica had finished her fifteen smacks his penis was
  standing straight up. The glans was fully exposed as Diane
  pulled the foreskin back holding him tightly around the base
  of the shaft.
  "Well Richard, how did you like your smacks?" Diane leaned
  across the boy's body so that her face was next to his. She
  released his penis and cupped his chin with both hands. "Come
  on look at me when I'm talking to you." Richard turned his
  head and opened his eyes. His face was bright red and full of
  anguish.
  "My you are a shy boy, I really don't know what we are going
  to do with you." She looked him straight in the eyes. 
  "Richard, we're going to give you another little present now,
  but I don't want you to bury your head in the pillows on your
  birthday, so keep looking at me. Do you understand." Diane
  spoke gently to him.
  "All right Miss." Richard looked into her eyes as she pressed
  her face closer to his.  She reached down, and grasped his
  penis once more. "If you two girls kneel by the bed you will
  be more comfortable." Wendy knelt down still holding the boy's
  leg. Softly she began to stroke the underside of his thigh,
  her hand stroking down over on to his upturned buttocks and
  then back again. Diane looked across at Annette who had copied
  Wendy and was stroking the boy's leg in a soothing fashion.
  Veronica had already moved between the boy's legs and began to
  gently stroke her finger up and down between his bottom
  cheeks. Her left hand gently cupping his testicles. Diane
  looked deep into Richard's eyes as she slowly pulled his
  foreskin up over the glans of his penis and then down again.
  Richard was trembling. It seemed that he was being caressed on
  every part of his body. He squirmed as he felt veronica's
  finger probe the sphincter of his bottom. "Just relax, there's
  a good boy." Diane spoke soothingly to him, her lips close to
  his. She watched his face grimace and guessed that her
  friend's finger had entered the boy's bottom. "Just relax."
  She increased the strength of her strokes on his penis as she
  spoke. Richard was in a haze of sexual ecstasy. Diane looked
  deep into his eyes, watching every facial expression. "You are
  going to come very soon, aren't you Richard?" She spoke softly
  her voice nearly a whisper. "Answer me, there's a good boy."
  "A.aaarrrgh...aargh..y'.yes Miss." Richard stammered as he
  felt Veronica's finger push further into his bottom. Diane
  felt the answering throb through the boys penis. It excited
  her to be able to watch the boy so closely and to have so much
  control over his body. Veronica increased the pressure of her
  finger in the boy's bottom at the same time she began to
  squeeze his testicles. Diane watched as the boy's eyes became
  glazed, his lips drawn back as he gasped for air. Deliberately
  she closed her mouth over his as he ejaculated. His body
  stiffened as he fought for air. Veronica watched as his semen
  spurted upward. She felt his sphincter tighten as his hips
  writhed and trembled. She squeezed his testicles tighter as
  her finger stroked firmly inside his bottom. Diane lifted her
  lips from his and watched, fascinated as he gulped for air.
  She quickened her strokes watching the boys face grimace as
  wave after wave of sensation washed over his body. Firmly she
  squeezed from the base of his penis slowly upward until her
  fingers were over the rim of the glans. Richard's body
  shuddered as the last drops of semen were wrung from his body.
  "There, there, you did feel that very deeply didn't you." Her
  voice, low and soothing. "We will let your legs go now, you
  must be getting cramp." The maids gently let his legs rest
  down on the bed. Veronica stroked the insides of his thighs
  with soft gentle touches, her fingers trailing up over his
  trembling knees. Diane took the boys face in her hands and
  gently kissed his lips. Richard nerves were in turmoil. He
  felt utterly spent as if he had run a long race. He gulped for
  breath and his body shook as the girls bent over, soothing his
  body with gentle caresses.
  Diane kissed the boy once more and got up carefully from the
  bed. She looked down at his body. His penis lay between his
  legs, the foreskin laying behind the rim revealing the soft
  bell shaped tip. His body is extraordinarily beautiful she
  thought. Perhaps with careful supervision he could be moulded,
  she was not quite sure into what but her instincts told her he
  had a great potential. "Right Wendy and Annette, you two can
  clean him up and help him get dressed for breakfast." Diane
  turned and left the bedroom taking Veronica's arm as both
  girls walked along the corridor.
  
  The Range Rover was just reaching the clearing. The sun was
  bright in the sky and the day was already very warm. Diane was
  driving with Veronica sat beside her. Richard sat in the back
  between Wendy and Annette. Both the maids were dressed in thin
  cotton shift dresses, while Diane and Veronica had chosen
  loose blouses with ruffled gypsy skirts. Richard was wearing
  his new tracksuit. The girls had filled his wardrobe with new
  underwear as well as shirts and trousers from their shopping
  trip. Diane brought the vehicle to a spot just by the table
  where Richard had received his caning. A small shudder went
  through him as he thought back to his ordeal.
  "Come on everyone let's get out and enjoy some of this
  sunshine." Diane jumped from the car and opened the rear door
  for Wendy. It took several minutes to unpack the picnic
  baskets, towels and blankets.  The maids laid out the blankets
  in a sunny spot by the side of the lake and placed the hampers
  by the side. Annette helped Wendy take some bottles of wine
  from the Rover and laid them in the shallow water under the
  jetty. Richard meanwhile helped remove two folding chairs and
  erect them by the blankets. He looked up to see Diane and
  Veronica strip off their blouses and skirts, underneath they
  wore skimpy white bikinis. Their golden skin glowing in the
  sunshine. Richard turned his head quickly to avoid staring at
  their lithe bodies.
   Diane moved to the blanket and sat down on it while Veronica
  sat on one of the chairs by her side. Richard stood awkwardly
  not knowing what to do next.
  "Why don't you go for a swim you three." Diane called to the
  maids as they stood by the jetty. Wendy and Annette came and
  stood by the boy. "I didn't have a costume to lend to
  Annette." Wendy said. "Shall I lend her mine, I don't mind not
  going in."
  "She doesn't need a costume here and neither do you for that
  matter, just get your clothes off and jump in, it's beautiful
  today."
  Wendy blushed, "But..but I have my costume in the Range
  Rover."
  "Wendy I thought I had sharpened up your attitude to
  obedience, it seems I was wrong."
  "But ..Miss..I..I ..." Wendy's voice trailed off into silence.
  She looked down at her feet, her face blushing.
  "Now do as you are told, you have just earned yourself a smack
  bottom."
  "Oh..please Miss no..I..I'm sorry."
  "Well it's no good pleading after the event. I will wait until
  after lunch before I smack you. I just want to relax now.
  Diane laid back on the blanket and closed her eyes. Veronica
  watched on with amusement as Wendy stood blushing furiously.
  She looked at the girl's face and raised her eyebrows as if to
  say ' I told you so.' Wendy began to undress slowly. Her
  fingers trembled as she undid the buttons down the front of
  her dress. Annette looked at her enduringly and Wendy nodded.
  Annette too, began to undress. Richard did not know what to
  do, he stood there numbly as the girls stripped. Wendy
  shrugged off her dress and stood up in just a brief pair of
  panties. Slowly she hooked her fingers in to the waistband and
  slipped them down her slim thighs. Annette was already naked
  as Richard looked toward the girls. He dropped his eyes as
  Annette stepped forward and gestured him to take off his
  clothes. Wendy was still blushing furiously as she turned and
  took hold of Annette's hand and led her to the water's edge.
  Veronica watched Richard as he took off his tracksuit, her
  gaze dropped to his groin as he fumbled, vainly trying to hide
  the front of his underpants. He did his best to cover himself,
  aware of his nakedness as he took off the new underpants they
  had bought him.
  "Off you go then and join the other two, just leave your
  clothes where they are." Veronica spoke kindly to the boy.
  Richard turned quickly and ran off to the lake. He was acutely
  aware of his nakedness as he felt the cool air brush his skin.
  He could see the girls heads as they swam out from the
  shallows. He ran through the water until it was deep enough
  for him to plunge headlong into the cool water. He swam out a
  little way and watched the two girls swim toward him. Wendy
  seemed to have forgotten some of her embarrassment as they
  laughed and played in the water.
        It was some time later that Wendy called to Richard "You
  can stay in the water for a little longer, but Annette and I
  have to go and prepare lunch." Richard nodded and carried on
  swimming. He had made sure that his body was hidden under the
  water. He had noticed that both girls had not played in the
  shallows either. He watched as they waded up on to the bank.
  Their young bodies glistening in the sun, Annette's skin
  glowing dark against the paleness of Wendy. Diane watched the
  two young girls approach. It was the first time she had seen
  Annette naked. "Come here Annette, I haven't had a good look
  at you yet." Annette walked toward the reclining girl and
  stood with her arms by her sides. "Kneel down beside me."
  Annette obeyed, kneeling with her knees together and her
  bottom resting on her ankles. "Kneel up, that's the way. Now
  place your knees further apart." Annette raised her self on to
  her knees and placed them wider apart. "That's it, Now I can
  see you." She raised herself on to one elbow and placed her
  hand on the girls hip. Gently she traced her fingers over the
  girl's stomach and down between her legs, cupping her smoothly
  shaven pubis. She rubbed gently back and forth pressing with
  her middle finger until she could feel between the lips of the
  labia. She watched the girls face grimace as she slid her
  finger up into her vagina. "Did they shave you at the Medical
  centre."
  "Yes Miss, before the examination."
  "Do you like it like that." Diane pushed her finger further up
  into the girl.
  "Ooh..yes Miss it's all right."
  "Well I think we will keep you shaven for a while I rather
  like it." Diane sat up, keeping her finger inside the girl.
  She pulled the girl forward so that she was knelt over on her
  hands. Diane placed her other hand on the girls bottom and
  stroked  her fingers down over the buttocks and into the
  crevice of her bottom. Firmly she probed between the cheeks
  her finger locating the sphincter. "You have a lovely body,
  you are a lucky girl." Diane pushed her finger deftly up into
  the girls bottom, and started to rotate her other finger
  inside the girl's vagina. "Are you a virgin" Diane asked the
  girl as she pushed harder into the girls bottom.
  "Oooh..Yes Miss."
  "But I can tell that you are enjoying this." Diane increased
  the pace and firmness of her fingers, making the girl squirm.
  "Tell me does this feel nice." Diane pressed harder and
  increased the pace of her fingers.
  "Y'..yes..Misss...Oooh ....ooh Yes Miss."
  Diane noticed that her hips and began to move from side to
  side and her mouth hung open as she breathed. Veronica had
  been watching the proceedings and moved off her chair to kneel
  in front of the girl. She cupped her hands underneath each of
  the girl's breasts and took the nipples between her fingers
  and thumbs. Diane heard the girl gasp as Veronica squeezed the
  nipples hard. She pushed harder with her own finger inside the
  girl's quivering bottom and looked up to Wendy who stood
  watching.
  "Why don't you stroke your friend."
  Wendy knelt down quickly, her young breasts bouncing as she
  moved. Carefully she began to stroke one hand over the girl's
  back and the other between her thighs. Annette began to writhe
  beneath their fingers. Her breath coming in short gasps.
  "I can tell you are going to come soon, you are lovely and
  wet." Diane spoke soothingly as her fingers moved round inside
  the trembling young girl.
  "A..aaaargh..aaargh." Annette's body stiffened and bucked as
  she climaxed. Her small hips jerking backward and forward
  violently. Diane kept up the relentless pressure of her
  fingers, suddenly pushing a second finger up into the helpless
  girl's vagina.
  Veronica squeezed hard on the girl's nipples.
  "There what a nice big come, I bet you are feeling that all
  the way to your toes."
  "Ooo...oooh..Misssss..pleeeeeease..ooooo" The girl's body
  shook violently her legs trembled. The soft flesh of her
  buttocks quivered in ecstasy.
  "A..aaaarrrgghhh...oooOOhh." Annette's knees suddenly gave way
  and she collapsed, her body laying prostrate over Diane's
  legs.
  "Oooh Miss..Oooh."
  "There don't you worry." Diane gently slowed her fingers
  inside the girl's vagina and slipped the finger from her
  bottom.
  On a sudden impulse, Wendy bent forward and kissed Diane on
  the mouth. Her young lips soft and yielding against those of
  her Mistress. She leaned back quickly and blushed as she
  realised what she had done.
  "Why you impetuous girl." She looked across at Wendy who hung
  her head.
  "I told you she had a crush on you." Veronica said laughing.
  Diane stroked her hands softly over Annette's bottom while she
  recovered and then gently turned her over. She cupped her hand
  delicately over the girl's pubis. 
  "What a lovely little pussy you have, and so sensitive too."
  Annette looked up at her Mistress.
  "Thankyou Miss." Her lips were trembling.
  "I think you have two admirers." Veronica laughed.
  "How about some lunch, do you think you can manage that
  Annette."
  Annette got up quickly. "Oh yes Miss, right away Miss."
  "You may both dress before I call Richard in from his swim."
  Wendy looked at her Mistress. "Oh thank you Miss."
  Veronica leaned across to Diane as the maids dressed. Gently
  she placed her hand on her friends tummy and slid her fingers
  down inside her bikini bottom until her fingers found the
  crease of Diane's vagina.
  "Just as I thought, you're all wet." She whispered into her
  ear.
  "I know I can never help myself." She laughed and lay back
  down, rolling over on to her tummy. Veronica's trapped hand
  lay beneath her as she clenched her buttocks , pressing her
  pubis against the gentle fingers.
  "Not now, later." She whispered to Veronica as she released
  the pressure of her hips.
  "Why did you let them get dressed" Veronica asked Diane.
  "Because my dear friend, it will increase Wendy's shame when I
  make her take it all off again for her smack bottom."
  "You do plan your entertainment well." Veronica laughed. "Can
  I have my hand back now," It was Diane's turn to laugh. She
  released her friend's hand and rolled over on to her back.
  "Why don't you go and get Richard out of the water and dry him
  off, I'm just to hot and lazy to move."
  Veronica got up and picked up a large towel. She walked down
  to the water's edge, her long lithe body moving sensously.
  Richard was enjoying himself tremendously as he swam through
  the cool water. As he turned in the water he could see Wendy
  and Annette laying out food on the Picnic table and Veronica
  walking toward the water with a towel. He started to turn back
  toward the deeper water when he heard her call.
  "Richard, time for lunch."
  He swam toward the shallow water, floating on his stomach
  until he felt the gravel of the lake bed touch his knees. He
  knelt forward in the water and covered his groin with one hand
  while he stood up. Hesitantly he walked toward the waiting
  girl. As he climbed the bank he placed his other hand to his
  groin.
  "Come on Richard, its time for Lunch." She stepped forward and
  put the towel around his shoulders. "Follow me and I'll dry
  you off." Veronica turned and walked back to her chair while
  the boy followed. Once seated she beckoned Richard to stand
  nearer to her, opening her legs so that he could stand close
  to the chair. He could not take his eyes off her beautiful
  body as he stood shivering, his hands pressed tightly to his
  groin. 
  Veronica reached around and pulled the towel from his
  shoulders. She began to dry his chest and arms.
  "Turn around" She pushed at the boy until he was stood with
  his back to her. She dried his shoulders and back and then
  moved the towel down over his buttock. Such a lovely bottom
  she thought as she pressed the towel to his cheeks. 
  "Bend forward." She pushed at the small of his back. "Open
  your legs." Richard obeyed spreading his legs. His hands
  tightly clutched over his penis and testicles. He blushed as
  he felt her hand part his buttocks and the towel being rubbed
  up and down between them.
  "Turn around again." Once more she pushed his hips until he
  stood facing her.
  "Did you enjoy your swim." She asked looking him in the eye.
  "Yes thank you Miss."
  "Take your hands away and stand with your legs astride."
  Veronica looked into his eyes as she spoke, watching him
  colour up as it dawned on him what she had said. She gently
  took hold of his wrists and pulled his hands away from his
  groin. Richard averted his eyes from her gaze and shuffled his
  feet apart. Slowly and deliberately Veronica lifted the boy's
  testicles so they were laid in her hand and began to dry his
  penis as it lay on top. She dabbed at it gently as she gently
  caressed his testicles, drawing them forward from his groin.
  Richard bit his lower lip as she took hold of the tip of his
  penis and pulled the foreskin back, wrapping the towel around
  the shaft. Richard trembled as she rubbed the towel over the
  sensitive rim. "There that should do for now."
  Richard sighed with relief as she stopped rubbing. She let the
  towel drop to the floor, but instead of letting go of his
  penis she pulled him forward and pushed her hand between his
  legs and into the crease of his bottom.
  "You seem to be dry enough Richard, go and sit on the blanket
  and let the sun warm you up a bit." Veronica let go of his
  penis and pointed to the blanket where Diane lay. Richard
  quickly knelt on the rug and laid down on his tummy.
  
  Richard had been made to sit naked between Veronica and Diane
  while they ate lunch at the picnic table. Diane had placed a
  towel on the rough wooden bench so that his bottom would not
  catch splinters.
  Both Veronica and Diane had dressed over their bikini's making
  Richard feel even more naked.
  Annette and Wendy sat opposite them, Wendy occasionally
  getting up to fetch items from the hampers.
  "Right Wendy and Annette, if you will pay attention to me I
  would like to have a serious word with you both." The girls
  looked up as Diane spoke in a firm tone. Wendy began to blush
  immediately as her eyes met those of her mistress.
  I think that I am a reasonably easy person to get along with
  but, and I repeat but, I will not tolerate disobedience. Wendy
  chose to disobey me this morning and as Richard already knows
  to his cost I will not be disobeyed."
  Wendy's face blushed even more as Diane looked straight into
  her eyes.
  "Richard go and sit over on the blanket, this does not concern
  you."
  Richard got up from the bench not daring to cover himself as
  the girls eyes all glanced down at his genitals. He quickly
  stepped over the bench and walked toward the blankets. Laying
  down on his stomach he turned his head away from the table and
  toward the lake.
  "Wendy from now on I will ask you to do things only once, if
  you do not obey me instantly I shall cane your bottom so that
  you won't sit down for a month. Do I make myself clear?."
  Diane reached over the table and raised the maid's chin until
  their eyes met.
  "Y'..ess Miss." The maids bottom lip trembled as she answered
  Diane.
   "Do you realise that you have let me down in front of both
  Richard and Annette?"
  "Y..ess Miss, I'm really sorry." Wendy's voice was a mere
  whisper.
  "You have control over the boy, you are to bathe him every
  morning. What possible difference does it make if he sees you
  naked?"
  "I know Miss... I'm sorry I truly am." Wendy voice trailed off
  as she spoke in earnest tones to her mistress.
  "Don't you like Richard?."
  "Oh yes Miss I think he is a wonderful boy."
  "Then what's the matter with you then?"
  "I don't know Miss, I really didn't think I'm so sorry."
  "But you do know that I shall have to punish you, don't you
  Wendy?"
  Wendy looked deep into Diane's eyes, she trembled as she spoke
  but there was a look of love and courage. "I know you have to
  punish me Miss Diane, I... I..." Wendy burst in to tears but
  continued.
  "I..I  love you Miss." She hung her head as she uttered the
  words. Diane reached across and lifted her chin once more so
  that their eyes met.
  "I know you love me, I have always known." Diane's voice was
  soft and low as she whispered the words to her maid.
  Diane looked into her eyes for quite a few moments before she
  let go of her chin and sat straight on the wooden bench,
  "Annette you are to help Wendy clear the table and then you
  are to strip her naked. She is not allowed to do it herself.
  Wendy you must kneel on the bench like Richard did, your knees
  must be as far apart as you can get them and you must arch you
  back so that your bottom is thrust upward. Annette is to fetch
  the cane from the Landrover when you are ready and bring it to
  me. I know I may sound cold hearted but I must have your
  obedience and respect. Wendy I am going to give you three
  strokes of the cane, they will hurt but you will thrust your
  bottom toward me with each stroke."
  Wendy looked at her Mistress her eyes full of tears. "I will
  do as you ask Miss, I promise I will."
  "Come round here Wendy and stand in front of me."
  Wendy got up from the table and walked around to stand in
  front of Diane. Diane quickly pulled the girl forward until
  she was stood between her thighs. 
  "Come here my precious girl." Diane gently drew Wendy forward
  and down so that she could kiss her gently on the lips.
  Wendy felt Diane gently press her mouth on hers and responded
  by hungrily fastening her lips on those of her mistress. She
  pulled away, shocked at what she had done, but Diane smiled
  and pulled Wendy forward again, this time she kissed her
  gently but pushed her tongue deep inside the girl's mouth.
  "There my precious girl, be ready to receive my cane, and I
  promise to fill your day with more ecstasy than you thought
  possible.
  Veronica watched as the maid bent her head toward that of her
  mistress, she had never seen such love and supplication.
  
  It was half an hour later that Diane stood behind the naked
  body of her maid. Wendy was knelt on the strong wooden bench,
  her knees spread widely apart and her back arched so that her
  quivering bottom thrust upward. Veronica sat beside the girl's
  knee and slipped her hand between her thighs. Gently she
  stroked upward until she was able to cup her hand under her
  pubis. Wendy gasped as Veronica gently teased open the lips of
  her vagina and slipped a finger up into her.
  "Keeps still there's a good girl." Veronica began to rotate
  her finger causing the girl to squirm her hips.
  "Let yourself go, it will make things a lot easier." Veronica
  increased the pressure of her fingers as she spoke. Diane
  looked across at Annette standing on the other side of the
  table. The young girl's pretty face looked toward her
  mistress.
   "Will you hold her arms please." Diane gestured toward Wendy
  who's body was pressed firmly down on to the table top. Her
  hands gripping the far edge. Annette bent forward quickly and
  held the girl's arms. She looked up at her mistress to see if
  she had done it correctly. Diane nodded toward her and moved
  closer behind Wendy's upturned bottom. Veronica pushed another
  finger up into the girl's vagina, she felt her hips buck as
  she pushed both fingers firmly up into her.
  "Arr.rrgh..mm." Wendy groaned at the extra intrusion. Diane
  watched as Wendy's bottom pushed upward. Without warning she
  raised the long cane above her head, her eyes fixed on the
  pale quivering flesh of her target. Measuring her stroke
  expertly she brought the cane down in a perfect arc.
  "Arggh..arrrrggh..arrr..rrgh." Wendy screamed as the bamboo
  bit into her flesh. Her buttocks quivered and shook as she
  tried to escape the pain. Veronica pushed hard with her
  fingers and increased their tempo as the girls body shook from
  the agony of the stroke.
  "Push your bottom out Wendy," Diane spoke firmly as she raised
  the cane once more. Wendy was beside herself with pain, she
  could hardly hear the words of her mistress. The pain seemed
  to invade every part of her body.
  "AAAaaaargggh..arggh..aarggh." Wendy's body went rigid as a
  second stroke struck her across her quivering buttocks. Her
  thighs trembled uncontrollably as the pain seared through her
  body. Two bright red weal's marked her bottom, they reached
  across the middle of both cheeks. Diane admired her handiwork
  as she stood back and raised the cane once more. She looked
  across at Veronica who immediately increased the tempo of her
  fingers inside the trembling girl.
  "Ooooohh..arrrgh..oooohhh..please Miss...I'm... arrgggh."
  Wendy was beside herself with agony her head thrashed from
  side to side as Annette held her arms tightly. Diane lowered
  her cane, waiting for the girl to steady herself. She moved
  forward and gently stroked the inside of her widely spread
  thighs. Veronica could feel the girl beginning to respond to
  her ministrations, she brought her other hand up under the
  girl's tummy and stroked the tips of her fingers gently over
  her clitoris, at the same time Diane gently parted the girl's
  buttocks taking care to keep her fingers away from the bright
  red weal's.
  "Oooohhh..arrgghh..ooohhh." Wendy moaned as sexual sensation
  mingled with the pain.
  "Arrrfgggh...arggghh..oooohhh." Her hips began to rotate as
  Veronica and Diane worked busily with their fingers. Diane
  pushed a slim finger against the girl's anus and probed gently
  until she had insinuated the tip into the opening, slowly she
  pushed until the knuckle disappeared into the hole.
  "Oooooohhhh...oooohhhhh." Wendy moaned  as she felt the
  intrusion her hips moved more rapidly as the girls worked on
  her.
  Diane nodded at Veronica who increased the pace of her fingers
  once more. Diane stepped back quickly, pulling her finger from
  the girls bottom. With one continuous movement she raised the
  cane and brought it down hard, it's  whippy bamboo curling
  around the juncture between the girls bottom and thighs.
  "Arrrggh...aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggghhhh." Wendy screamed, her
  orgasm of pleasure spilling into pain as the cane bit into her
  flesh.
  "Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrhhhhhhh.....aaarrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhh."
  Her screams echoed through the trees of the clearing as she
  bucked and thrashed with the pain and pleasure. Diane dropped
  her cane and moved behind the girl, quickly she pushed her
  finger back inside the girl's anus. Veronica pushed upward
  with her fingers. The poor girl squirmed furiously as they
  made her come. Annette watched the pitiful tear stained face
  of her friend as she gasped in anguish and torment. She bent
  her head and fastened her lips over Wendy's, kissing her
  firmly as Veronica and Diane moved their fingers relentlessly
  inside the sobbing girl. Wendy's body stiffened as they
  prolonged her orgasm, her mouth wrenched from Annette's soft
  lips as she gasped for air.
  "Oooo..oooohhhh...aaaarrrrggggghhh." She trembled from head to
  foot her nerves on fire as wave after wave of pleasure coursed
  through her body.
  "There my precious girl," Diane spoke soothingly as she began
  to slow the pace of her finger pushed fully up into the girl's
  bottom. "Try and relax a bit it's all over now, you've nothing
  more to fear."
  "Oh Miss..please Misss..is it all over." Wendy gasped as she
  tried to speak.
  "There there, just relax we'll help you over to the blanket"
  Diane gently withdrew her finger from between the girl's
  buttocks and took her around the waist. The three girl's
  helped the naked girl over to the blanket where Richard was
  lying and laid her down.
  "Why don't you go for a swim." Diane said kindly to Richard as
  she knelt down beside Wendy. Richard got up immediately not
  daring to cover himself after what he had heard of Wendy's
  thrashing. Diane looked directly at his penis and then up
  toward his face as he began to blush. "Off you go then I will
  call you when you are to come out.
  "Thankyou Miss." Richard hurried off toward the lake glad to
  be out of the way. He plunged into the cool water and swam a
  fair way out before turning and looking back toward the shore.
  Diane looked down at her maid. The three stripes were bright
  red across her bottom. Two were across the middle of the
  buttocks about two inches apart the third was on the lowest
  part of her cheeks, just above the thighs.
  "Annette fetch me the bag of medicines from the hamper will
  you, while Veronica and I see what we can do here." They
  gently lifted the naked girls hips until her bottom was thrust
  upward. Veronica rolled up one of the large bath towels and
  placed it underneath her hips. Wendy was still sobbing from
  emotion as Diane gently stroked her back and thighs. Annette
  handed the bag to Veronica who took some antiseptic cream on
  to her fingertips. Delicately she applied the cream to the
  weal's causing the girl's bottom to squirm. Diane slipped a
  hand between the girl's legs, her thumb pushing up between her
  bottom cheeks and her fingers slipping between the lips of her
  vagina. "Keep still while 'ronica puts some cream on you,
  there's a good girl. We don't want you catching any
  infection."
  Annette watched as the two girls stroked gently over Wendy's
  body their hands softly caressing her. Her bottom was thrust
  upward prettily by the rolled bath towel. Annette sat at her
  head and gently took her hand in hers as she watched the girls
  soothe and caress her friend.
  They continued for about ten minutes while Wendy ceased her
  sobbing and lay there quietly. "Come around here Annette will
  you." Diane pointed toward Wendy's legs. Annette let go of her
  friend's hand and walked round until she was stood at the
  girls feet. Gently Diane parted Wendy's legs so they were
  spread quite widely apart. "Now kneel in between her legs,
  that's the way and just pop your dress over your head you
  don't need that on now." Annette knelt down between Wendy's
  legs, quickly she hitched up her dress and drew it over her
  head. Her young breasts wobbled as the material brushed over
  them. She wore no panties and her firm young bottom glistened
  in the sun as she sat back down on her heels. "Right Annette
  do you think you know how to make a girl come?" Annette's
  pretty face coloured a little as she looked at her mistress.
  "er..yes I think so Miss."
  "Good then start gently and we'll see how well you do." Diane
  placed her hands between Wendy's legs and slid them up until
  they were pressing her thighs open either side of her soft
  pubic hair.
  "Now very gently just start by rubbing over the lips of her
  little pussy." Annette shuffled closer and gently placed her
  delicate fingers on the lips of the naked maid's vagina.
  Slowly at first she traced her fingertips along the crease
  with soft feathery movements. Carefully she teased open the
  lips and traced a finger along the inside. Little by little
  her tiny fingers opened the girl's sex, she leaned forward
  slipping two fingers up inside the moist orifice.
  "That's the way, I'll just help you a little by popping a
  finger into her bottom." Diane moved her hands upwards parting
  the girl's buttocks, gently she slipped her forefinger deep
  inside Wendy's anus.
  Annette became more bold as she felt the girls pubis press
  down on to her fingers, she pressed harder, pushing her
  fingers deep inside the girl's moist sex. Wendy began to moan.
  The soft flesh of her inner thighs quivered as she moved her
  hips in a rhythmic pattern.
  Veronica moved toward Wendy's head, kneeling beside her she
  cradled her head on to her knee and stroked her hair.
  "oooOOOHH...oooohhhh." Wendy moaned in delight as Annettes
  busy little fingers delved into her syrupy vagina. Veronica
  reached beneath the girl's left breast and took the nipple
  between her finger and thumb and squeezed gently. Wendy began
  to move her hips in a rapid motion as she approached her
  climax.
  "Oooohhh..aaarrrgggghh.." Her breathing became rapid and her
  legs began to move up and down the blanket as Annette
  increased the pace of her fingers.
  "I think Wendy is going to have another little come aren't you
  Wendy."
  "Ooooh...y..esss Miss...ooohhh..aaaarrrggghhh." Wendy's hips
  bucked in sudden spasms as her climax overtook her.
  "Don't stop Annette until I say so." Diane looked at the young
  girl as she bent to her task. Her breasts wobbled deliciously
  as she worked her fingers deep inside Wendy's quivering body. 
  "There, what a nice little come you're having." Veronica
  whispered softly to Wendy as she bent her head forward, her
  lips kissing Wendy softly on the cheek. She squeezed hard on
  the girl's nipple as Wendy gasped and gulped for air. Diane
  pushed her finger hard into the trembling bottom in front of
  her and brought her free hand down sharply across the red
  weal's on the girl's heaving buttocks.
  "Oooo...aaaaarggghhh...mmmm..mmmmm." Wendy gasped and murmured
  as her orgasm reached it's peak, the smack on her bottom
  heightening the sensation as she came.
  "Mmmm...ooooohhh..mmmmmm..mm." Wendy moaned more softly as her
  orgasm passed. Annette looked at Diane and then slowed her
  fingers to gentle caresses. Slowly Wendy stopped moving her
  body and just lay exhausted, her legs splayed open wide and
  her lovely raised buttocks relaxed.
  "You did very nicely Annette, I think you must have done that
  before."
  "Oh no Miss I have never done anything like that before."
  "Well I think tonight you can bathe Wendy and then put some
  more antiseptic on her bottom and after that I want you to
  make her come again."
  "Yes Miss" Annette looked down as she answered.
  "You do intend to do as you are told, don't you."
  "Ooh yes Miss, I promise to do as you say."
  "Can you hear me Wendy."
  Wendy turned her head toward Diane and pushed herself up
  slightly. "Yes Miss."
  "Did you hear what I have instructed Annette to do to you."
  "Y'..yes Miss. Wendy stammered.
  "Good we don't want any more disobedience do we?"
  "Oh no Miss I promise it will never happen again."
  "Good, well in that case you may bathe Annette first and make
  her come while you are bathing her."
  "Yes Miss, I promise Miss."
  "Right do you think you could bear to turn over and lay on
  your back."
  Wendy gingerly lifted her hips off the towel while Diane
  withdrew it. Carefully Wendy turned her self over and slowly
  let her bottom sink to the blanket.
  "There that wasn't so bad was it." Diane knelt over the girl,
  her head a few inches away from Wendy's blushing face.
  "I know your beating hurt you, but I think it was about time
  that you were shown what happens when I think you have let me
  down. You know I think the world of you don't you." Diane
  lowered her face over Wendy's as she spoke.
  "I'm sorry Miss, I promise I will never let you down." Her
  eyes looked pleadingly up in those of her mistress.
  Diane bent her head and kissed her full on the lips, forcing
  the young girls mouth open with her tongue. She placed a hand
  over the girl's breast and squeezed gently forcing her tongue
  deeper into her mouth. Diane kissed her until she was
  breathless, pulling away she saw a look of pure love and
  adoration in the young maid's eyes. 
  "There it's all over, lay there and rest while 'ronica and I
  go for a swim."
  Diane turned to Annette "You can lay there with Wendy or go
  for a swim it's up to you."
  "I'll stay here if it's all right Miss."
  "OK, by the way you may both dress before Richard gets out of
  the water."
  "Thankyou Miss" Wendy answered this time, her face still
  flushed from the afternoons events.
  Veronica and Diane had finished their swim and stood on the
  small jetty looking out toward the middle of the lake where
  Richard was swimming lazily. Diane raised her arm and called
  to him. Richard turned his head in the water and saw the two
  girls. He acknowledged with a wave and set off toward the
  shore. It was several minutes later that he was wading through
  the shallows. The girls were sat on the blankets. They had all
  dressed and the picnic hampers had been packed away. Richard
  tried to look nonchalant as he approached them, but he could
  see that they were amused rather than fooled by his act. Diane
  stood up and picked up a towel.
  "Come here and let me dry you off you look rather cold." She
  looked down toward his penis which had drawn up and wrinkled
  with the coldness of the lake water. Richard stepped forward
  to stand in front of her, he could not help trying to cover
  his genitals with his hands. Diane reached forward before he
  could cover himself and took hold of his penis.
  "My you are cold, kneel down on the blanket and I'll give you
  a good rub down." She kept hold of his penis as he knelt
  timidly in front of her. Diane followed his movements,
  kneeling so that her body was close to his. She took her hand
  from his penis and draped the towel around his shoulders. "Now
  let's see what we can do for you, the water must be very
  cold." With calculated coolness she took his shrivelled penis
  in both hands. She rubbed gently, her warm hands stimulating
  his penis. Richard was blushing profusely as she looked him in
  the eye.
  "Dry your arms and shoulders Richard while I warm you up a
  bit, my you are cold." She cupped one hand beneath his tight
  scrotum and began to rub gently back and forth at the same
  time she gently pushed the foreskin of his penis backward
  until the rim of the glans was revealed. Richard blushed a
  deeper red as she looked at him, her face but a few inches
  from his. "Don't be a shy little boy, you were all shrivelled
  up down here." Her eyes dropped to his penis and Richard could
  not help look down at her gentle fingers as she pushed the
  foreskin back tightly and pinched the tip of the glans.
  Richard felt himself beginning to harden and looked at Diane
  in panic as she slowly slid the foreskin backward and forward,
  her fingers rubbing over the sensitive glans, pushing the
  foreskin back, stretching it tightly.
   "There that seems better, stand up and I will dry your legs."
  Richard groaned inwardly, his penis was standing out in front
  of him as she took the towel from his fingers.
  "Hands by your side that's a good boy." Richard stood up
  blushing furiously as she began to dry his legs. He could see
  the girls watching him. All eyes seemed to be on his penis as
  she pushed his legs further apart and brought the towel up
  underneath his testicles. Diane's face was only a few inches
  away from the boy's erection as she dried his thighs.
  Deliberately she took hold of the tip of the penis between her
  finger and thumb and squeezed the tip of the glans, causing
  Richard to jerk his hips backward.
  "Turn around and bend down and touch your toes, I want to dry
  your bottom."
  Richard coloured up once more as she looked up at him, but
  turned and slowly bent his body over until his hands could
  grasp his ankles.
  "Further apart that's the way." Diane pushed at his legs until
  his thighs were widely splayed.
  She took a small part of the towel in her hand and gently
  wiped down between the cheeks of his bottom. Cupping his
  scrotum in her other hand she stood up and bent over him. She
  dropped the towel and placed a hand on his back. Letting go of
  his scrotum she smacked him across the buttocks smartly.
  "There you're all done now you can stand up." Richard
  straightened  up his penis still standing out in front of him.
  The softness of her hands and the smell of her exotic perfume
  playing havoc with his senses.
  "Annette would you dress him for me." Diane looked across at
  the new young maid and pointed at Richard's clothes.
  "Richard go and stand in front of Annette." Richard felt
  absolutely humiliated as he hesitantly walked to stand in
  front of the pretty young maid. His penis was still stiff and
  wobbled up and down as he walked. He felt foolish having to
  stand naked in front of the young girl. He dare not look her
  in the face as she knelt in front of him holding his
  underpants.
  "Lift your leg. "She said matter of factly as she held the
  pants open at the waist for him to step into.
  "Now the other one." Richard felt waves of embarrassment pass
  through him as she pulled the pants up over his legs.
  Deliberately she took hold of the shaft of his penis and as
  the pants reached his hips she pulled sideways, placing the
  penis inside the waistband of his underpants. Diane looked on
  with an amused expression at the way in which the young girl
  had handled the boy.
  
  
  The two girls were both naked, their skin soft and suffused in
  a rosy glow  from their baths.
       Wendy was laid face down upon her bed, her rounded
  buttocks pushed high into the air by two pillows which had
  been placed beneath her hips. Annette's gentle fingers
  delicately rubbed ointment into the livid weal's which
  delineated her bottom cheeks.
  "Oooh that feels so soothing." Wendy squirmed her hips, her
  pretty bottom moving seductively from side to side.
  "Push your knee's a little further apart I can't get at you
  properly." Annette murmured as she slipped a hand between the
  soft flesh of Wendy's bottom. Deliberately she pushed her hand
  underneath the prostrate girl, cupping her fingers under the
  gentle swelling of the young maid's pubis. Annette felt a
  tremor run through the body beneath her as she gently pushed
  two fingers up into the crease of the parted lips of the
  vagina. With a firm movement she pushed further up inside the
  moist orifice.
   Wendy gasped at the sudden intrusion, her hips lifting off
  the pillows. Annette stood up from her kneeling position
  beside the bed. She kept her fingers pushed firmly into the
  girl's vagina as she straddled Wendy's body, sitting lightly
  on her back facing her legs. She bent forward over the girl's
  bottom and pushed her other hand between the cheeks.
  
  Annette worked her fingers diligently, she was determined to
  make her friend come quickly. Wendy had made her stand with
  her legs wide apart while she had bathed her. Her clever
  fingers had penetrated both her vagina and her pretty bottom,
  making her climax twice before Wendy had let her get out of
  the bath.
      "Relax now, Miss Diane said I should make you come too, so
  please open your legs as wide as you can." Annette's voice was
  a whisper as she bent forward to her task. Her dainty fingers
  moved insistently in the syrupy vagina, her other fingers
  delicately teased the opening of her bottom. Annette pushed
  with her forefinger against the tightly closed sphincter of
  Wendy's bottom. She watched as her finger slid up into the
  hole. "Oooohh..oohh....mmmm.mm" Wendy moaned as Annette moved
  her finger in circular motions inside her bottom. She moved
  her fingers faster inside the girl's vagina, pushing her
  fingers to the limit, at the same time she thrust a second
  finger up into the wriggling bottom.
  "Arrrrrgggg..hhhhhh...Ooooooohhh..ooooooooooohhhhhhh..
  I...I'm..ccc..coming..oohh " Wendy was beside herself with
  ecstasy  as Annette's busy fingers brought her to a climax.
  "Does that feel nice?" Annette murmured to the girl as she
  increased the pace of her fingers. "Oooooohhh..y..yes, it
  feels wonderful..aarrrgggh arrrgh. Wendy groaned once more as
  Annette bent her head forward and bit the quivering buttocks
  beneath her. Slowly she decreased the pace of her fingers,
  watching the quivering body of the girl beneath her as her
  climax subsided.
  Later the girls lay side by side on the bed. Annette gently
  stroked her delicate fingers over her friends breasts, the
  nipples hard and pointed quivered under her gentle caresses. 
       "Do we have to bath Richard tonight?" Annette whisper as
  she turned her head towards Wendy.
       "No I think Miss Diane and Veronica are going to do it."
  Her friend replied as sat up. She looked down at Annette and
  stroked her hand down over the girl's tummy, her hand cupping
  the smoothly shaved pubis. Annette squeezed her legs together,
  trapping Wendy's fingers between the juncture of her thighs.
  "I think we had better just check to see that I am right about
  Richard's bath. Do you want to get dressed and come with me?".
  
  Richard was laid in bed. He had not seen the girls since they
  had eaten dinner. It had been nine thirty by the time Richard
  had got to his room. He had been given no instructions as to
  what he should do, so he had put on the new pyjamas he had
  found on the bed and after brushing his teeth had climbed in
  between the sheets.
  
  
  
  Shafts of sunlight filtered through the serrated edges of the
  palm tree leaves which covered the conservatory roof. It was
  another hot day and the skylights of the large glass building
  had been opened allowing the lazy hum of summer sounds to
  enter the glassed area. A gentle whisp of cooler air could
  occasionally be felt through the large opened glass doors
  which lead to the garden lawns. The design of the conservatory
  followed the lines of the old Crystal Palace. It had been
  added to the original building some years after and had been
  used extensively by the family ever since. The smooth marble
  floor was laid out in a mosaic pattern. At the sides were beds
  of palms, grasses and exotic plants. Lady Rawlings sat at an
  ornate desk which had been placed at one end of the building.
  In front of her were several cane chairs and table with a
  glass top. Wine glasses and a filigree silver serving tray
  containing thermos jugs stood together with cups and saucers
  and several different bottles of wine. Beyond the table and
  chairs were two massage tables, their shiny leather surfaces
  standing three feet high from the floor. Behind these Veronica
  and Diane were busy arranging bottles and jugs on a small
  chromium trolley. They were both dressed in tennis whites,
  their short pleated skirts revealing  small white panties as
  they bent over the top of the trolley.
       It was the day that Richard was to begin his therapy. The
  medical centre had arranged for the doctor and her staff to
  visit Lady Rawlings that afternoon. She had spoken several
  times with the doctor on the telephone and had been left with
  the impression that they both understood each other well. The
  doctor had also arranged for someone to come and prepare
  Richard for his therapy but had given no hint as to what form
  this might take.
            Lady Rawlings looked up from the papers she was
  reading and saw her maid Wendy approach. Behind Wendy was a
  young girl dressed in a white tunic. Her dark hair was pinned
  behind her head, and on top she wore a neat cap with the word
  "Freda's" written across the front.
           "This girl had been sent by the Medical centre to
  em.. see Richard, Madam." Wendy was not quite sure how to
  announce the reason for the young girl's visit.
            "My name is Jill, Madam. I have been sent to prepare
  someone called Richard chambers." She transferred the bag she
  was carrying, to the floor and took a piece of paper from her
  pocket. "It says here he is to be shaved before he has some
  therapy on his bottom Madam."
  Lady Rawlings, was rather startled at the forthright way the
  girl announced her task. Instead of answering straight away
  she turned to her maid. "You may go back to what you were
  doing." The maid gave a little bend from the knee and left the
  girl standing in front of her mistress.
         Lady Rawlings looked at the girl, hiding the amusement
  she felt at the matter of fact way the girl had announced her
  self.  "I see .... and how is he to be shaved, totally or just
  the area around his bottom?".
         "Just the area around his bottom I think madam, we
  usually tidy them up a bit if they are very hairy, but Doctor
  said this was a young boy." The girl turned her head as Diane
  approached, her eyes taking in the girl's svelte figure and
  the beautifully tailored tennis outfit.
         Diane smiled as she spoke, her well modulated voice
  instantly capturing the girl's attention. "You work at Freda's
  in town don't you? I didn't know they went in for pubic hair
  dressing." She laughed, her beautiful face mesmerising the
  young hairdresser.
         "We have a contract with the medical centre we do all
  the work there." She spoke seriously to Diane.
          "Would you have time to do another little job while
  you are here." Diane had an idea forming in her mind as she
  remained smiling at the girl. "It is going to be a couple of
  hours before the People from the medical centre get here, so
  there is plenty of time to do Richard, and I would rather like
  you to shave one of my maids. Is that possible?.
         "Yes, certainly if she wants it doing." The young girl
  replied.
         "My maids do exactly as I say, she might be a little
  embarrassed, but I can assure you she wont make a fuss, not
  unless she wants a smack bottom." For the first time the young
  girl showed some expression on her face. "Do you smack their
  bottoms if they don't do what they are told?" Her expression
  showed an interest in the subject.
          "Of course, neither my mother or myself allow our
  staff to be disobedient, and the girl in question is in no
  position to argue, so will you do it." Diane had observed the
  girl while she was talking to her, and thought she detected a
  quickening of interest when she had mentioned smacking her
  young maid's bottom. 
          "Yes, of course, when would you like me to do it,
  now?"
         Diane smiled at her. "You sit down and have a cup of
  coffee, or a glass of wine if you prefer, I will go and fetch
  her. Her name is Wendy by the way.
          "Thankyou, where shall I put my things?". The girl
  looked around as Veronica joined them.
         "You can put them over here on this trolley, I have
  arranged the other bottles and things that the Medical Centre
  sent over this morning." Veronica picked the girls bag up from
  the floor as she spoke and walked with her toward the trolley.
         "Are you going to join in my little bit of fun?" Diane
  asked her mother quietly. Lady Rawlings smiled at her pretty
  daughter. "No, but I will attend when the doctor gets here.
  Make sure I have a word with her in my study before she comes
  through here will you." 
            "OK mother, I'll go and fetch Wendy, will you see to
  a drink for the girl." Diane walked through the magnificent
  open walk-way which lead into the main part of the house and
  up the main staircase towards the bedrooms. Wendy and Annette
  were ironing clothes in the airing room on the first floor.
  "You can leave the ironing for now both of you." Wendy and
  Annette looked up as Diane spoke to them. "I want you both
  downstairs, in the conservatory."
        "Yes Miss, at once." Wendy replied. Diane walked with
  them as they left the room. "You remember what I have told you
  about disobedience, don't you Wendy." Wendy looked up at her
  mistress as they walked down the corridor side by side. "Oh
  yes Miss, I wouldn't disobey you again."
      That's very good Wendy because I am going to have
  something done to you which you may not agree with. But I
  promise you, one complaint and I'll bend you over and give you
  six of the very best. Do you understand me?" Wendy looked at
  her young Mistress, her face wore a worried expression. "Will
  it hurt, I mean what you are going to have done to me?." Diane
  smiled at her, of course not, I would not hurt you, unless it
  was to punish you." Diane looked at Wendy. There was
  definitely a look of love and supplication on the young maid's
  face.
  
          The girls stood around one of the massage tables. The
  young hairdresser was busy laying out her things. Wendy stood
  in the middle of Veronica and Diane. She already had an idea
  what was about to happen and was blushing profusely. "This
  young lady is going to shave you between your legs, so I want
  you to do exactly as she tells you, so no nonsense now, is
  that clear?" Diane turned toward the young hairdresser. Wendy
  will do precisely what you ask, so if you would like to
  instruct her we can begin."
        The hairdresser turned toward Wendy. She showed no
  embarrassment at all as she looked the blushing young maid up
  and down. Wendy wore a black dress which buttoned down the
  front. Around her waist was a small white pinafore.
       "Get undressed please, and lay on the table." She watched
  as Wendy blushed an even deeper red and began undoing the top
  buttons of her dress. Diane slipped behind her and undid the
  pinafore. As Wendy reached the buttons at the waist of her
  dress, the young hairdresser could see  the girls breasts as
  the material sagged open. Wendy finished opening the buttons
  and reluctantly let the garment slip from her shoulders. Diane
  caught hold of the dress and placed it with the pinafore on
  the other massage table. Wendy was naked except for her small
  panties. "Pop your panties off and lay on the table, will
  you." The girl walked around to the head of the table as she
  spoke. "We'll have your head at this end." Wendy was blushing
  from head to foot as she pushed the small panties down over
  her thighs and stepped daintily from them. Trying to cover
  herself as best she could she sat on the low table. The
  hairdresser immediately placed her hands on the blushing
  girl's shoulders and pulled her backwards until she was laid
  down fully on the table. "Now I think we will have you turned
  over on your front.. there that's the way." She helped Wendy
  turn over so that she was laid flat on her stomach. Moving
  around the table she placed her hands on the girls hips. "Now
  if you will just get up on to your knees, there that's it. No
  not on your hands, go down on to your elbows." She manipulated
  the girl's body as she spoke to her. "There now just get your
  knees as far apart as you can, there that's it." Diane looked
  down at Wendy, her bottom was thrust up into the air, her
  thighs spread widely apart. Her head was turned to one side,
  her pretty face was bright red. The young hairdresser looked
  at the four stripes across the girl's bottom. Three red
  stripes neatly spaced and a fainter one at the juncture
  between thigh and buttocks. She said nothing but a quiver of
  excitement ran through her. "Perhaps you can give me a hand."
  The hairdresser spoke to Annette. "Come around here and put
  your hands on either side of her bottom, like this." Annette
  did as she was bid, and placed her hands on Wendy's bottom
  cheeks close to the crease of her buttocks. The young girl
  took a jug from the trolley and a small soft brush. "Now just
  hold the cheeks as far apart as you can while I soap in
  between." Wendy blushed at the absolute humiliation of it all,
  she moaned softly as she felt her buttocks being spread apart.
  Her body was a delight to look at. Her back curved upwards
  from the bed, her firm buttocks pushed high. Her knee's were
  spread widely apart so that they rested on the very edge, each
  side of the massage table. She was well aware that all her
  femininity was on view to the onlookers. Jill looked down at
  the girl, the young Vietnamese maid was holding the cheeks of
  her bottom well apart. The neat little star of her sphincter
  was being tightly stretched as Jill placed her own hand
  between the crease of the buttocks and stroked her fingers
  down between her thighs. Her finger nails delicately brushing
  through the puff of pubic hair covering the girl's vagina.
  Wendy trembled as she felt a finger probe between the lips.
  She quivered as the shaving brush was thrust in between the
  cheeks of her bottom. She felt the soapy liquid slurp in
  between her thighs as the hairdresser moved the brush with
  quite vigorous motions from the top of her buttocks and down
  over her pubis. The girl seemed oblivious to the maids,
  embarrassment or discomfort. She put down the brush and
  continued soaping the distraught girl with her hand. Her
  finger lingering over the swelling of the pubis. Jill watched
  the girl's hips tremble as she pushed her fingers firmly over
  the pubic mound. The flesh felt firm under her hands. Gently
  she let the tip of her finger penetrate the lips, feeling for
  the clitoris. The girl shuddered, her buttocks quivering as
  she felt Jill's finger push further into the already moist
  orifice. Annette stretched the buttocks wider as Jill brought
  her other hand up between the cheeks and impudently pushed her
  forefinger up into the young girl's bottom. Diane looked on as
  the girls fingers played back and forth between the out-
  stretched thighs. "Will you pull the buttocks further apart
  when I tell you" The girl took a small safety razor from the
  trolley and bent forward over the thrusting buttocks of the
  young maid. Annette did as she was told and stretched the
  cheeks wider, allowing the girl to shave between the crease.
  She worked steadily until there was not a trace of hair up to
  the lips of the Wendy's Vagina. She smoothed her finger down
  between the girl's bottom, feeling the smoothness of the
  flesh. "Right I think we are ready for you to turn over now,
  you can let go of her bottom and help her lay on to her back."
  Annette obeyed letting the tightly stretched cheeks of her
  bottom relax.. Wendy moaned as she felt relief after having
  her buttocks stretched so widely. Her legs and back ached
  after her strained position.
   They turned the girl over until she was laid on her back.
  Diane noted that Wendy kept her head turned to one side. Her
  cheeks were bright red. "Right pull your knees up." Wendy was
  slow to obey. The girl quickly caught hold of Wendy's leg and
  pushed the knee up until the girls foot was flat on the table
  just below her buttocks. "And the other one." Annette helped
  Wendy place the other leg in the same position. "Right now
  just let your legs fall outwards, .... relax them,
  there..that's the way." Wendy turned her face in to padded
  surface of the bed as they exposed her so openly. Her mouth
  opened wide but made no sound as she felt the shaving brush
  being thrust rudely up and down over the lips of her vagina.
  Both Veronica and Diane gently held the girls thighs open,
  supporting her knees which extended over the sides of the bed.
  Wendy blushed as she felt the young hairdresser stroke her
  fingers over her pubic hair. She watched as the girl reached
  for the shaving brush and brought it between her thighs. She
  felt the bristles penetrate between the lips, shuddering as
  the rough texture of the bristles brushed over her clitoris.
  "Arrrgggghhhh...mmmmm.mm" Wendy gasped as the brush was rubbed
  vigorously in between the tender lips of her sex. She tried to
  raise her knees but felt gentle fingers pull her thighs even
  wider apart. "The young hairdresser was quite enjoying
  herself. She had sensed immediately what Diane and the other
  girl had wanted from her. Quickly she began to shave the small
  curls of hair from around the lips, occasionally she would
  push her fingers into the crease and gently tease the lips
  apart, shaving the minute hairs from the crest. After several
  minutes she ran her fingers over the whole area of the pubis
  and down between the crease of her bottom. "I think that
  should be fine. Shall I put some cream on her, otherwise she
  might develop a razor rash." She looked at Diane inquiringly.
       "Yes I think you had better, nothing looks worse than a
  sore pussy." The young hairdresser smiled at Diane. "To do it
  properly might take a few minutes, is that all right." Diane
  smiled and nodded meaningfully to the girl. "I would rather
  you did it thoroughly... er it doesn't matter if she
  becomes..em aroused, I certainly don't want her to be sore."
  The girl understood immediately. She took a hot flannel from
  the bowl and squeezed off the excess water. Bending low
  between girl's legs she slapped the hot flannel over the
  smooth fleshy mound of the pubis. Briskly she wiped the cloth
  over the soft flesh, quickly applying it between the buttocks.
  She pushed hard, ignoring the girl's moans as she wiped her
  bottom. The rough material making the girl's bottom squirm
  from side to side as wiped over the sensitive sphincter. She
  turned to the trolley and took a tube of cream. She watched
  the girl shiver as she squeezed a generous amount over her
  naked pubis. Gently but firmly she began to move her hand
  between the maid's thighs. Her fingers slipping in between the
  crease of her sex. She looked at Diane once more to make sure,
  and gently increased the tempo of her movements. Wendy began
  to moan softly as she felt gentle fingers slip into her.
  Slowly, inexorably she felt herself being seduced by the
  girl's clever ministrations. Suddenly she gasped as a creamy
  finger slid upward into her vagina. "Just relax now." She
  heard Diane say as another finger slid up inside her. Diane
  watched as the firm young body below her shivered with
  sensation. Her young breasts heaving up and down as she began
  to breath more deeply. "AAAaaaarggggghhhhh..MMMMMMMmmm." Wendy
  could not help herself as she fought to contain her feelings.
  Veronica moved to the girl's head and gently placed her hands
  over her breasts. With her finger nails she scraped over the
  nipples until they became firm. "Just you relax now, there's a
  good girl." Wendy could not help herself, her hips began to
  gyrate as the hairdressers clever fingers increased their
  pace. "OOOOOOOOOOOoooohhhh...aaarrrgh." Her body quivered as
  she felt a finger being pushed rudely up into her bottom.
  "Arrrrhhhhhh.eeeeehhhhhhhhhh....pppleeease..pleeeeaaaase. "The
  sensation was too much for the young maid her hips thrashed
  under their fingers ...eeeeeeeeeeeeehh. ...I..Immmm ..coming
  .Aaaaaaarrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Her head turned wildly from side
  to side as the girls extracted every last sensation from the
  young girl's body. " There..now, " Diane stroked her fingers
  gently up and down the inside of Wendy's thigh. She felt the
  shivers of sexual sensation begin to abate as she caressed her
  flesh. The hairdresser slowed the motions of her hands and
  gently extracted her finger from the girls bottom. She looked
  up at Diane, and smiled, her white teeth showing between her
  pink lips. "I think you did very nicely, come and sit with me
  over here while we let Wendy recover her senses.
  
       Jill sat beside Diane on the cane settee and looked
  across at Veronica and the young Vietnamese maid as they
  helped Wendy sit up upon the massage table. Her slim naked
  figure pale against Veronica's hand which gently stroked over
  the young girl's breasts. "Annette would you come here a
  moment" Diane's voice broke the silence as she called across
  the room. She turned her head back toward Jill, "How often do
  you think we need to shave Wendy to keep her nice and smooth?" 
  "Oh I think about once a week should be sufficient. It will
  keep her nice and smooth and if you rub plenty of cream in,
  she won't get sore." Jill looked up as she finished speaking
  and watched Annette stand in front of her young Mistress.
  "Would you like to check Annette to see if she needs shaving
  again, it must be nearly a week since she was at the Medical
  Centre." Jill looked at Diane and smiled as she answered. "Yes
  if you like." She looked up at Annette. "Come and stand in
  front of me." Annette moved sideways until she stood in front
  of the young hairdresser. Swiftly Jill placed her hands behind
  the girls knees and pulled her forwards. She pushed both hands
  up beneath the young maid's dress and quickly pulled down her
  panties before she could protest. Leaning forward she pushed
  the flimsy material over the girl's ankles. "Just lift your
  foot so I can get them off, there's a good girl." Annette
  blushed as the girl took her panties from her and laid them on
  the side of the settee. Jill looked up at the girl's face as
  she slowly pushed her dress up to her waist. "Just hold your
  dress up like that and open your legs as wide as you can."
  Annette took hold of the dress which was bunched around her
  waist. "As high as you can, there that's the way. Jill watched
  the girl bite her lips she pulled the material of the dress up
  above her waist and shuffled her legs apart. Annette was now
  completely naked from the waist down. Her shaven pubis seemed
  to accentuate her nakedness. Her body looked delightful. Her
  firm stomach gently curving inwards to the plump flesh of the
  pubis. The muscles of her thighs tightened as she stretched
  her legs further apart. Annette felt feathery fingers gently
  caress the inside of her thigh. "Open up a bit more, that's
  the way." Jill leaned forward and cupped the girl's pubic
  mound. Gently she moved her hand backwards and forwards over
  the lips of the vagina. She could feel the girl tremble as she
  teased open the lips with the delicate probing of her fingers.
  "She is still very smooth, but I might as well do her again
  while I am here. Shall I get her up on to the table?". Diane
  smiled. The young maid looked delightful, her hips swaying as
  Jill rubbed her hand gently between the lips of the vagina.
  "Yes if you would, I don't want to keep you from your other
  work, but I would appreciate it. I will send for Richard so
  that he is ready by the time you have finished Annette." Diane
  smiled again as she watched Jill turn the girl and give her a
  little tap on the bottom. "If you will go and get your things
  off and lay on the table on your tummy, I will be with you in
  a minute." Jill said to the girl as she gave another little
  smack to her bottom. Annette walked toward the massage table,
  her face was flushed as she faced Wendy and Veronica. Wendy
  was standing by the side of the table, her naked body
  contrasting sharply against the black leather covering. "Pop
  you dress over your head" Veronica held her arms out to take
  the dress as she spoke. "Right up on to the table with you,
  there's a good girl". Veronica helped Annette into a kneeling
  position, pushing and pulling gently until the girl was knelt
  with her knee's wide apart and her bottom thrust upward. Her
  head was turned to the side and resting on her arms. Annette
  could feel the strain in her back as Veronica applied more
  pressure, pushing her shoulders down so that her bottom tilted
  further forward. Veronica moved her hand slowly up over the
  cheeks of the maids buttocks and down into the crevice of her
  thighs.
  
       Veronica looked over toward Diane and the young
  hairdresser. "Annette is ready if you would like to start."
  Diane looked toward her friend. "We'll be there in a minute,
  Wendy, would you come over here please." Diane beckoned with
  here hand as she spoke. Wendy's face was still flushed as she
  crossed the room toward the two girls. She was acutely aware
  of her nakedness. She felt the cool air between her thighs,
  accenting her nudity. She could not help herself as she tried
  to cover her pubis with her hand. It felt strangely smooth to
  her touch. She had never felt so naked. "Just stand in front
  of me, my you look delightful. Now stop being silly and put
  your arms by your side." Wendy looked down, her long eyelashes
  closing over her blushing cheeks. Reluctantly she let her arms
  fall to her sides. Her legs were squeezed together modestly as
  she stood in front of her mistress. "Stand up straight and
  stop being stupid." Diane said sharply. "I wont tolerate any
  nonsense, so you had better do as you are told first time. Now
  stand with your legs apart and put you hands on top of your
  head." Wendy jumped at the rebuke. She quickly opened her legs
  and placed her hands on top of her head. "Now stand up
  straight instead of crouching forward, we will have no more
  disobedience today. Do you hear me young lady." Wendy quickly
  straightened her body. Her young firm breasts bouncing as she
  stood to attention. "Feet further apart, come along now."
  Wendy quickly shuffled her feet so that her legs were wide
  apart. "Now look at me, when I am talking to you." The young
  maid looked down at her Mistress, "I am sorry Miss." 
  "That's better, now we can see you properly." Diane leaned
  forward and ran her hand upward on the inside of the girl's
  thigh. She cupped her fingers, and brought her hand up between
  the girl's legs. Gently she rubbed her fingers backwards and
  forwards over the lips of the vagina. Her long finger nails
  teasing open the plump folds of skin at either side of the
  crease. "My you do feel nice and smooth doesn't she Jill."
  Diane took hold of Jill's wrist and placed her hand on the leg
  of the naked girl in front of them. Jill smiled quickly at
  Diane and began to stroke upwards with her soft fingers, she
  reached between the girl's legs and pushed her fingers upwards
  between the buttocks. "Yes she's nice and smooth now." 
  "We had better go and get on with Annette. You can stay where
  you are Wendy until we are finished. No on second thoughts you
  can go as you are to mothers office and show her your nice
  little pussy." Abruptly Diane let go of the girl and stood up.
  "Off you go and don't dawdle." She turned the girl around and
  gave her a smack on her pretty bottom. "You can take your
  hands off your heads but you are not to cover yourself, do you
  understand,
  "Yes Miss." Annette stammered.
  
  
  Richard watched the flurry of excitement as the small birds
  chased away a Magpie. He was kneeling on the window seat, his
  elbows rested on the stone sill enabling him to hold the
  binoculars steady.
       The sound of footsteps caused him to look round. "You
  must be Richard." A young woman had entered the bedroom. She
  wore a nurse's uniform and was carrying a bag. Richard looked
  startled as he stood to face her. "I am from the Medical
  Centre where you were examined last week, I have been asked to
  come and see you." The young nurse smiled at the boy and
  proceeded to the bed where she laid down a large black leather
  satchel she had been carrying. Richard watched the nurse as
  she began to take several items from the bag. She was a
  strikingly beautiful girl of about twenty years of age. She
  smiled at Richard as she unwrapped some small tubes from their
  packing. Her teeth were white and even. Her face was extremely
  pretty. Her brown eyes narrowed as she looked over toward
  Richard. He blushed a little as their eyes met. Her uniform
  stretched tightly across her breasts as she stood with her
  back straight. She shifted her legs apart. the hem of her
  uniform stretched tight against her legs. The skirt was quite
  short revealing beautifully tanned thighs, perfect knees and
  shapely calves. Richard blushed again as she caught him
  looking at the tops of her legs. She smiled to herself and
  moved forward toward Richard who was now sat facing her.
  "Stand up and lets have a look at you." She motioned with her
  hand for him to step forward. Richard could not bring himself
  to look her in the eye. He shuffled forward and stood with his
  head bowed looking at his feet. She gently cupped his chin and
  lifted his head. "The doctor is coming to start your therapy,
  so I have to get you ready. They didn't tell me you were a shy
  boy". She smiled kindly at him. You needn't be embarrassed
  there is only the two of us here, so just relax there's a good
  boy. Richard blushed once more. The smell of her delicate
  perfume and the gentle stroking of her fingers on his cheek
  played havoc with his senses. She stood back and dropped her
  hands to his waist. "Right we had better start hadn't we young
  man". Richard was dressed in a white Tee shirt and blue
  shorts. His long legs bare, apart from short white sports
  socks. He had not been wearing shoes. What are you going to do
  Miss?, I didn't know the doctor was coming today". Richard's
  face had a look of anguish as he spoke to the nurse. "You
  needn't call me Miss. I am Nurse Susan Harvey... just call me
  nurse if you like." Her fingers stroked down his cheek and
  under his chin. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, let's
  have your Tee shirt off first shall we". The young nurse stood
  closer to the boy, Richard felt the hem of her uniform touch
  his bare legs, then the gentle touch of her hands as she held
  his waist. She quickly pulled the shirt up from his shorts and
  slid it up revealing his chest to just below his arms. "Arms
  up above your head...there that's the way". She pulled the
  shirt over his head and laid it on the window seat behind him.
  "Now the shorts". She reached towards him and pulled him
  forward by the waistband of his shorts until she could sit on
  the bed. Quickly she undid the waist catch and pulled down the
  zip fastener. She placed both palms on either side of his
  waist and gently slid the shorts to the floor. Richard blushed
  as she bent to release the shorts from his feet. She sat up
  and looked at the boy's face. Richard blushed once again. "Now
  you're not going to be embarrassed all afternoon are you
  Richard?"
  "er.. No Miss." Richard stammered as he looked down at her
  pretty face.
  "That's a good boy, now we just need your underpants and your
  socks off then I can start." Slowly and deliberately, she
  tucked her thumbs into the waistband of his underpants. She
  lifted her head to look at his face. Richard was blushing
  furiously, he felt dizzy as she gently slid the pants down
  until they reached the base of his penis. "Try not to be shy
  there's a good boy." Richard felt her breath on his stomach as
  she lowered her head. She pushed the pants lower, slowly
  revealing his penis and scrotum. Her head moved forward, her
  cheek brushing against his thigh as she pushed the pants to
  the floor. "Step out of those and then give me your foot."
  Gently she took his foot and slid off the sock. Her cheek
  brushed against his penis as she took the other foot and
  repeated the procedure. Richard quickly placed his hands over
  his genitals as he balanced on one foot. The nurse sat upright
  once more and placed her hands on the boys waist. She was
  smiled at the way his hands were clutching his genitals.
  "Now we can't have you being so nervous can we Richard?"
  Gently she took hold of each wrist and pulled his hands away,
  placing them at his sides. "Now just stand up straight, head
  straight, chin up, that's the way." She lowered her head once
  more and looked at the boys body. She noticed the firm stomach
  and well muscled thighs. She noted that his penis had become
  slightly fuller in shape than when she had first uncovered
  him. The cool air from the open window seemed to accent
  Richard's nakedness as he stood still wondering what the nurse
  was going to do to him. He shivered as he felt her hand slowly
  stroke between his thighs, gently pushing his legs apart. "Now
  I am going to give you an enema, not a big one, just two of
  these small bags full". She picked up a clear plastic bag from
  the bed and showed it to him. Richard's face was beetroot red
  as he looked down at the bag she was holding. It was made of a
  soft plastic which moved as the liquid inside was disturbed.
  It seemed to mould itself to her fingers as she held it in her
  palm. One corner of the bag had a blue plastic tube protruding
  from it, The tube was about six inches long and had a seal
  over the end. She put the bag down and took a small box from
  the contents of her bag. Richard watched as she unfolded a
  square of plastic about the size of a hand towel and placed it
  over her knees. "Now Richard come around to my side." She
  placed her hands on his waist and pulled him around until he
  was stood by her side his shins just touching her thighs. She
  placed her right arm around his waist and stroked her hand
  down over his bottom cheeks. Richard blushed as he felt the
  delicate touch of her fingers on his bare skin. He looked down
  in embarrassment as she placed her other hand on his knee and
  delicately brushed her fingers up between his legs. She pushed
  her hand up between his thighs until she was able to gently
  cup his testicles in her palm. She encircled the penis and
  scrotum with her fingers and pulled the boy's genitals
  forward. "Just bend forward over my knee there's a good boy."
  She gently tapped his bottom as she pulled forward on his
  genitals. Richard bent over the young nurse's knees until his
  hands were touching the floor. He felt her pull his penis
  forward so that it rested between her thighs before taking her
  hand from under his stomach. The plastic sheet felt cold
  against his skin as the weight of his body pressed against it.
  The nurse placed her left arm around his waist and pulled him
  gently towards her until she felt comfortable. His body did
  not feel heavy as most of his weight was taken by his hands
  and knees. She gently stroked her hands over his buttocks. a
  slight shiver ran through the boy as she delicately pushed her
  finger tips between the crease of his bottom and pulled the
  cheeks apart. "Are you all right Richard, you're not
  uncomfortable are you?"
  Richard mumbled indistinctly.
  "Answer me, there's a good boy."
  "I'm..er..alright miss." Richard managed to stammer.
  "Good, I'm just going to lubricate your bottom, so the tube
  will slide in nice and easily." She reached beside her and
  unscrewed the cap from a tube of lubricant. She applied a
  small amount to her finger, She placed her wrist on his
  nearest buttock, holding her finger away from his flesh. with
  her other hand she gently pulled the cheeks apart. With the
  merest pressure she stroked her lubricated finger over the
  sphincter, she felt his body jump as the cool lubricant
  touched the sensitive opening of his bottom. She continued
  stroking with her finger increasing the pressure as the
  lubricant moistened the skin. She reached for the tube once
  more and placed the long nozzle against the opening of the
  sphincter. "Just relax now Richard." Gently she inserted the
  nozzle and squeezed some more lubricant from the tube. Richard
  shivered as he felt the cool liquid enter his bottom. She
  pulled the nozzle out slowly allowing more lubricant to spill
  between the cheeks of his bottom. Her finger became firmer
  this time as she rubbed over the opening of his bottom. She
  teased the orifice with her finger tip and without warning
  slid her finger up inside his bottom. "Argh.Mmm." Richard
  squirmed as he felt her finger enter deep inside him. "Just
  relax, I'm not hurting you." She pushed her finger in and out
  of his bottom until she felt satisfied the passage was
  lubricated. Gently she let her finger slide out and reached
  for the first of the two enema bags. She pulled away the seal
  and pushed the bag between the lower part of his buttocks with
  the pipe pointing upright. She bent the plastic pipe over and
  pushed it deftly up into Richard's bottom. "Oooo ..er Miss."
  Richard gasped at the intrusion as the Nurse pushed the bag
  firmly between the cheeks of his bottom and began to squeeze
  slowly. Richard felt the sterile water squirt up into him.
  The nurse smiled to herself as she felt Richard's body through
  the thin plastic sheet. She thought she could detect an
  increased pressure on the inside of her thigh which could only
  mean that the boys penis was becoming hard. Slowly she  pulled
  the empty bag away from his buttocks watching the sphincter
  contract as the tube slipped out. "There that wasn't so bad
  was it?". She stroked her hand over his buttocks, watching
  them flex as if to deny further intrusion. Richard mumbled,
  she could see his face was beetroot red. "What was that
  Richard, are you all right down there?"
  "Er..yes miss." Richard felt totally humiliated as he lay
  naked over her knee. He could feel his penis starting to
  harden against the softness of her thighs.
  "Just the other one then, try and relax your bottom." Richard
  mumbled once more, but the nurse noticed the buttocks
  unclench. Once more she pulled his buttocks apart and pushed
  the second bag between the under-part of the cheeks. She
  teased open the orifice with the tip of the tube, feeling the
  boys body squirm as she pushed all six inches up into his
  bottom.
  "Urghghh..Mmm" Richard moaned as he felt the tube push upward
  inside him. "Just relax Richard," She squeezed the bag firmly
  sending a gush of water up into him.
  "Argghh..Ooo." Richard gasped as he felt the cool water jet
  into his insides. The nurse kept a steady pressure on the bag
  until all the contents had entered his bottom. She quickly
  withdrew the tube and put the bag on the bed beside her.
  "Now I just want you to stay like this for a few moments and
  then I'll take you through to the bathroom."
  When she had been briefed for her visit to the Manor House,
  the doctor had told her that Richard was very special. She
  could see now that the she had not exaggerated.  The boys
  proportions were perfect, his face, although now extremely
  flushed was quite beautiful. She slowly stroked her left hand
  over his back and gently toyed with the hair on the back of
  his neck. Her right hand moved gently down over his buttocks,
  her fingers dipped between the inside of his thighs. "We'll
  just stay like this for a couple more minutes Richard, so that
  the enema can do it's work. Are you all right?"
  "Er. .yes Miss." Richard was intoxicated by the gentle smooth
  hands slowly caressing his body. Her fingers at the nape of
  his neck seemed just as intimate as the soft caresses over his
  bottom. Richard felt his penis stiffen. Try as he might he
  could not control himself. The nurse felt it too, she smiled
  as she drew her fingers up between the cheeks of his bottom.
  She moved her thighs together trapping his penis between them.
  The plastic sheet could not disguise his erection. She
  squeezed her thighs together, feeling an answering throb from
  the boys fully erected penis.
  "I think that's long enough now Richard. if you can try and
  get up, but keep bent over I'll help you to the bathroom."
  Richard blushed furiously once more as he realised that he
  would not be able to hide his erection. "Now I want you to
  squeeze your buttocks together as tightly as you can. Do you
  think you can do that for me?" The Nurse placed each hand on
  either side of his waist as Richard pushed himself up. As soon
  as his weight was on his legs he quickly put both hands over
  his penis, cupping it to his body. The Nurse watched with
  amusement as he crouched forward, vainly trying to cover his
  penis. She turned him around until he was facing the bathroom
  door and stood up. Placing her hand upon his back she guided
  him through the  bathroom door to the toilet. "Right Richard
  just sit on there and try and expel all the water." She lifted
  the seat cover and turned the boy so that he was facing her
  with his back to the toilet. Richard's face was bright red as
  she pushed him down on the seat. He sat with his legs tightly
  together, his hands clutching his penis to his stomach.
   "I'll just run a bath while you are doing that." She leaned
  over the bath and turned on both of the gold taps. The plug
  control was already in the closed position. Richard was numb
  with embarrassment. The pressure in his stomach was quite
  strong and yet he hoped the nurse might leave before he had to
  evacuate his bowels. Mercifully she turned and left the
  bathroom leaving the taps of the bath running. Richard blew
  out his breath in relief as he unclenched his buttocks, the
  water gushed out instantly. Quickly he stood and wiped
  himself. His penis stood out and upwards from his body as he
  wiped himself and threw the paper down into the bowl. He had
  just managed to flush the toilet and cover his genitals with
  both hands before the nurse entered the bathroom. This time
  she was carrying a large plastic enema bag which she placed on
  the side of the bath before turning off the taps. Richard
  stood as straight as he could without uncovering himself. He
  watched as she picked up the bag and turned to face him.
  "Right I am just going to give you a rinse and then you can
  have your bath." Richard looked perplexed as she took his arm
  and gently pulled him forward so that he was facing the side
  of the bath. "Now if you can bend over and rest your hands on
  the side of the bath." Richard looked alarmed as she pulled
  one hand away from his groin and gestured for him to bend over
  with his hands on the bath. Richard obeyed managing to conceal
  his genitals until he was well bent over. The nurse leaned
  over and gently parted the boys buttocks. "Just relax there's
  a good boy." She deftly pushed the bag between his cheeks and
  pulled the seal off the long tube. She pressed her fingertip
  firmly against the sphincter and drew her finger forward,
  stretching the skin. Without warning she pushed the whole of
  the tube up into his bottom and squeezed the bag firmly.
  "Argggh..Misss." Richard groaned as the cool liquid squirted
  up into him. The Nurse leaned her body over his to stop him
  straightening up. Richard could not help shivering as the gush
  of water seemed to continue for ever, engorging his stomach
  without respite. He felt an incredible pressure as the water
  surged into his bottom. She squeezed the bag until all it's
  entire content's had emptied. The nurse gently pulled the
  nozzle out, feeling the boy shiver as she pushed two fingers
  hard against the sphincter. "Right if you just step backwards
  Richard." She manoeuvred the boy until he was crouched over
  the toilet bowl, his legs either side of the porcelain. She
  did not let him sit but held him so that his buttocks were
  just above the seat. "Now just take your hand away so I can
  see between your legs. Richard slowly uncovered himself as the
  nurse held his waist and bent down on one knee, her head now
  only inches from his semi erect penis. "Put your hands on my
  shoulders, that's the way, now see if you can let all the
  water go." Richard was absolutely humiliated as the young
  nurse peered between his legs. Gently she cupped the palm of
  her hand beneath his testicles and lifted them. "Are you
  having trouble evacuating Richard?" Richard's stomach felt
  bloated and uncomfortable. The nurse placed her other hand
  over his stomach and pressed firmly. The pressure was too much
  for Richard to bear. He felt the water suddenly gush down into
  the toilet bowl. The nurse watched as clean water jetted from
  between his legs.
  "Right you can sit down now" She let go of him and moved back
  observing him as he sat on the toilet seat. Richard
  immediately clasped his hands to his groin. He pressed his
  legs together dropping his head, more to avoid her steady gaze
  than to make sure he had covered himself.
  "If you just make one last effort... as if you were having
  trouble going to the toilet." Richard strained feeling
  foolish. He could no imagine that there was anything left
  inside him. He felt drained and totally humiliated. He looked
  up blushing again as she smiled kindly at him. Her beauty
  intimidated the boy. Susan was aware of her looks... not in a
  vain way, but she was cognisant of the effect she had on her
  patients. She had been fully briefed by the doctor on how to
  handle Richard. She looked down at his naked body. He was
  everything she had been lead to expect and more. If there were
  no alternative instructions from the doctor, she would often
  try and put patients at their ease by asking about their
  interests or family. No such subterfuge was required today,
  the doctor had been most explicit. "All right Richard, you've
  been a very good boy so far. Just hop into the bath and I will
  clean you up a bit." She motioned toward the bath with a
  graceful movement of her arm. She watched with amusement as he
  timidly stepped into the bath. He crouched down in the water
  still covering his groin. Susan saw no reason why she should
  not extract the maximum enjoyment from the situation. She
  moved to the side of the bath, standing over the boy. "Right
  young man, stand up and face me." Her voice, kindly but firm.
  Richard looked up, feeling  a terrible sense of deja vu as he
  looked up into her face. Reluctantly he put one hand on the
  side of the bath and managed to haul himself to his feet. He
  stood crouching forward, his face almost touching hers. She
  looked at the boy's blushing cheeks and trembling lips. His
  dark eyelashes closed with embarrassment. "Susan felt a stab
  of pleasure as she lifted chin and watched him timidly open
  his eyes. "I think we will have both hands on your head. That
  should keep them out of the way." She took hold of both his
  wrists and moved them away from his groin. Richard had blushed
  to an even deeper colour as he lifted his hands and placed
  them on his head. "Legs apart, come along we are going to be
  late for the doctor if you don't hurry and do as I say."
  Richard obeyed moving one leg a few inches. Without warning he
  felt a sharp slap across his bottom. "Come along now open them
  up properly. " Richard stared incredulously at the nurse, his
  humiliation total and complete. "I'm...s.sssorry miss, I
  mm..mean nurse." Richard stammered. All right Richard, just
  stand up straight legs nice and wide." She watched fascinated
  as the boy obeyed immediately. Susan smiled to her self
  watching his lithe young body strain as he stood with his back
  straight, his legs spread wide. She looked down at his penis
  as it hung down over his testicles. Richard was in a daze as
  he looked straight ahead, not daring to look into her face.
  She leaned forward and took a liquid soap container from the
  corner of the bath. She squeezed a measure into the palm of
  her hand. Cupping her hand into the water she began to apply
  the soap to the boy's shins. She felt his body tremble as she
  gently smoothed her hands up over his knees and on to his
  thighs. She took repeated scoops of water as she soaped his
  legs thoroughly. Occasionally she looked up into his face,
  noting the trembling lips and blushing cheeks. Deliberately
  she put her hand under the boy's chin and turned his head so
  that he could not avoid looking into her eyes. She held his
  head still for a moment before she spoke, her words calculated
  to cause him acute embarrassment. "You know I have to wash
  your penis and in between your legs and bottom, so I hope you
  are not going to make a fuss. Now stand quite still while I
  soap you." She watched his face as her words took effect.
  Watching the boy's face she purposefully took hold of his
  timid penis and held it firmly in her hand. She placed her
  other hand beneath his testicles, drawing the scrotum forward.
  Almost immediately she felt the penis begin to stiffen. She
  pushed the foreskin back, letting the heel of her hand rub
  over the sensitive tip. Richard's whole body began to tremble,
  her words and actions totally humiliating him. She studied the
  exquisite look of anguish on his face as she brought his penis
  to a full erection. His eyes were shut tightly and his
  breathing was laboured. Deftly she pushed the hand holding his
  testicles through the parted legs and in between his buttocks.
  She felt the boy gasp as her finger stroked over his
  sphincter. She pushed the skin of his penis back and drew her
  hand from his bottom. Letting go of him she stood back and
  waited silently. She thrilled at the sight of the naked boy,
  his trembling body heaving as he gasped for breath. His penis
  stood upright from between his parted thighs. His torso
  stretched tight as he held his hands on top of his head. She
  waited until the boy opened his eyes. His immediate reaction
  was to cover himself as he saw her looking at his down at his
  groin. He had barely lifted one hand from his head when the
  young nurse spoke. "Stay as you are, I don't want to have to
  tell you again." Richard stifled the reaction to cover himself
  and placed his hand back on his head. He could not help
  looking down at his erect penis, horrified at his exposure to
  the pretty nurse. "I want you to bend over with your hands on
  the end of the bath." Susan spoke firmly but kindly to the
  boy. She felt a thrill go through her body as Richard took his
  hand from his head and bent over. He rested his hand on the
  edge of the bath between the taps. She stepped closer to him
  and laid her hand gently on the cheeks of his bottom. "Move
  your legs as far apart as you can Richard there's a good boy."
  Richard mumbled, the words were indiscernible as she placed
  her other hand between his shoulder blades. "Bend your elbows
  and straighten your legs. I want your bottom as high as
  possible." She watched with delight as he lowered himself
  until his head was almost touching the taps. He had
  straightened his legs, keeping his knees firmly together as he
  raised his bottom. Susan could not help herself as she stroked
  her hand over his firm buttocks. She raised her hand and
  brought it down sharply over the cheeks of his bottom. She
  felt a thrill run through her body as the boy started like a
  young colt. "Come along Richard open those legs, you know I
  need to wash your bottom." Her words and actions were
  deliberate, she knew the effect they must be having on the
  young boy. She smiled to her self as he moved his legs as far
  apart as the bath would allow. To her delight he had arched
  his back pushing his bottom up toward her hand. "That's better
  Richard" Her voice speaking softly to him as stroked her hand
  over his bottom. She took her hands away from him and scooped
  water over his back and buttocks. She admired the beauty of
  his body as she applied soap to both hands. Deliberately she
  placed one hand beneath him and took a firm hold of his penis.
  Firmly squeezing the erect organ, she placed her other hand on
  his buttocks. With a calculated movement she pushed her
  fingers between the cheeks and located his sphincter. "Stay
  perfectly still Richard." Her voice was firm as she pushed her
  finger deftly up into his bottom. She felt the sphincter
  tighten over the knuckle of her finger as she pushed it up
  fully into his anus. Richard gasped at the intrusion, his body
  jerked as she eased the finger slowly in and out of his
  bottom. She felt his penis throb between her fingers as she
  located the prostate gland. She pushed the foreskin of his
  penis back firmly, at the same time curling her fingertip up
  inside his anus. She felt his penis begin to throb violently
  as her fingers deliberately brought him to the edge of a
  sexual climax. Abruptly she withdrew her finger from his
  bottom and let go of his penis. Although she had not had
  instructions to the contrary, she did not want the boy to
  ejaculate. She stood back several paces from the bath and
  smiled as she observed the boy trembling and panting for
  breath. His naked body bent over delightfully exposing his
  upturned buttocks. "All right Richard you can step out of the
  bath now and I will dry you and take you down stairs." For a
  moment Richard did not move, his body was shaking and
  trembling. It was several moments before he stood up. He felt
  utterly humiliated as he stepped from the bath toward the
  waiting nurse. His penis bobbing and wobbling as lifted his
  legs over the side of the bath. She picked up a towel and bent
  on one knee in front of him. She proceed to dry his thighs,
  not daring to touch the penis until the boy had got himself
  more under control. She dried him thoroughly making him turn
  and bend as she dried between the cheeks of his bottom. "Right
  Richard I think you will do." She stood in front of him and
  looked him straight in the eye. "There was no need for all
  that fuss now was there Richard." Richard managed to blush an
  even deeper red as she leaned forward and kissed him gently on
  the lips. The material of her tunic brushing against the
  sensitive tip of his erect penis. She turned and walked into
  the bedroom. Richard stood where he was, not knowing what to
  do with himself. "Come along Richard I am going to take you
  down stairs in a moment." Richard walked through to the
  bedroom, he held his erect penis clasped to his stomach, doing
  his best to hide his erection. "The nurse looked amused as he
  entered the bedroom. "Just sit on the bed while I go
  downstairs to see if the Doctor is here."
  Susan was delighted with herself as she descended the wide oak
  banister'd staircase. She had been part of the doctor's team
  for six months and had already enjoyed many occasions such as
  this.
  She had come to Sarah's notice during a general meeting of the
  nursing staff at the Medical Centre. The doctor had asked
  Susan to stay behind after the meeting. She had talked
  generally to her at first and then asked her to make an
  appointment to see her in her office. It was at this meeting
  that Sarah had brought the subject around to sex. She had
  examined Susan's attitude carefully eliciting more and more
  information as she had put her at her ease. Susan remembered
  blushing at many of the personal and intimate questions, but
  had answered truthfully. Sarah had carefully built up a
  profile of the young nurse. It was a week later that Sarah had
  sent for her. She had been surprised to find two other nurses
  already in the doctor's office. She blushed even now as she
  remembered.
  The two nurses were sat at each side of the doctor. As Sarah
  entered they moved their chairs back from the desk and sat
  watching her as the doctor invited her to sit in front of the
  desk. "I enjoyed our little chat the other day and I think you
  would make a good member of my team. As you know we deal with
  a variety of examinations, some of which require discretion. I
  had better introduce you to Nurse Ford and Nurse Todd." The
  two nurses nodded to her as they were introduced. "If you
  decide to accept my offer, you will be working with them."
  Susan had nodded her head to the nurses and turned back to
  face Sarah. "If you would like time to make up your mind, tell
  me. If you are ready to make a decision now then I will
  continue." Susan had already decided, she could not explain
  why but she had felt attracted and yet somewhat in awe of the
  young doctor. "I really would like to work for you. I will try
  hard to please you and I have always got on well with my
  contemporaries, so I am sure we will get along." Susan had
  smiled at the pretty nurses as she spoke. "Good, I took the
  liberty of getting your file from records. You had a physical
  about eight months ago. So I would like you to have another
  one. Apart from that you will be able to start from this
  coming Monday if you agree." Susan had nodded her head. "That
  would be wonderful and I am sure I can get a medical from my
  doctor fairly quickly." She had been puzzled at the doctors
  knowing smile. "I have had a word with your head of department
  to see if a transfer could be arranged should you wish to take
  the job and they have agreed. It is not necessary for you to
  go to your doctor for your medical as I am going to give you
  one now." Susan had felt shocked as the doctor announced that
  she would be giving her a medical examination. She could not
  explain why but she had felt embarrassed. "If you would stand
  up and undress please. We might as well get started straight
  away." Susan had stood up numb at the thought of undressing in
  front of the doctor and smiling nurses. Nurse Todd had moved
  from her chair to stand beside her. "I will see to your
  clothes as you take them off." The nurse had announced
  brightly. Susan had felt slightly dazed as she began to
  undress. The young nurse helping her, laying her clothes
  neatly on a chair as stripped down to her panties and bra.
  "Nurse Todd had moved behind her and had unhooked her bra
  before she had realised what was happening. Susan had stood in
  front of the doctor, her arms folded over her breasts. Her
  legs pressed firmly together at the knees as Sarah moved
  around the desk. She took her stethoscope and placed it into
  her ears. "Right hands by your sides, now breathe deeply."
  Susan had shivered as the cold diaphragm of the stethoscope
  touched her flesh. The doctor had turned her around to face
  the young nurse, placing the stethoscope on her back. She had
  felt Sarah's gentle fingers stroke over her shoulders as the
  cold metal moved over her back. "You seem healthy enough, do
  you keep fit." She had asked Susan as she turned her around to
  face her. Susan remembered only being able to mumble as she
  felt the nurse behind her place her hands on her waist. Her
  naked body had trembled as the nurse hooked her fingers into
  the waistband of her panties and quickly pulled them down to
  her ankles. "Step out of them would you." The doctor had
  smiled as she stood back from her. Blushing she had obeyed as
  the doctor looked over her naked body. Susan shivered,
  remembering how she had been made to stand with her legs wide
  apart and cough as the doctor's gentle fingers cupped her
  pubis. They had taken her through to the examination room and
  laid her down, placing her legs in stirrups. The nurses had
  stood to each side of her as the doctor stood between her
  outstretched legs. "Now I want you to relax and let yourself
  go." She remembered the events vividly. She had felt the
  doctor's gentle fingertips open up the lips of her vagina.
  Slowly she had felt a delicate probing as a finger was
  inserted into her. She had begun gasping for breath as Sarah
  had began to stimulate the delicate tissues of her moist
  vagina. One nurse had leaned over and had taken both nipples
  firmly between the finger and thumb of each hand. The second
  nurse had stroked delicately over her tummy and thighs,
  feathery caresses accentuating her nakedness. Words, that she
  now used herself had increased the eroticism of her ordeal. "I
  want to feel inside your bottom, so just relax your buttocks
  while I pop a finger in, I will be as gentle as I can." Susan
  involuntarily clenched her buttocks as she thought of what
  Sarah had said to her. "My my, you are a sensitive girl aren't
  you, just relax it will be over soon." The words had sounded
  far away like an echo as the three girls had brought her to a
  shattering climax. She remembered the nurse pinching hard on
  her nipples as the doctor's finger thrust up deep inside her
  vagina. A second finger spearing her bottom as the nurse
  leaned over her. They had held her in a state of pure
  abandonment as the nurse kissed her hard on the lips, her
  tongue thrusting to the back of her throat. The sensations she
  had felt had been an exquisite mixture of shame and wantonness
  as they skilfully held her climax. Not once but three times
  they had aroused her to such a passion that she had flayed her
  head from side to side, her hips thrusting upwards off the
  surface of the table. It was if she had been in a dream the
  skilful way their fingers had caressed her. The impudent
  finger pushed between the quivering cheeks of her bottom as
  they induced yet another orgasm. She had felt drained as they
  gently kissed and caressed her. It was with gratitude that she
  had looked into Sarah's eyes as they helped her up from the
  table. On an impulse she had kissed the young doctor hungrily
  on the lips. 
  Her looks and willingness to learn had quickly promoted her to
  a special relationship with Sarah. Over the following months
  she had practised many of the things she had learned. How to
  control a situation or how to cause acute embarrassment with
  just a simple word or action.
  
  Lady Rawlings sat back at her desk. She brushed a hand over
  the Sea Island cotton dress she was wearing. Crossing her long
  legs she pushed back on her chair. Feeling the warmth of the
  sun on her back from the open window she looked down at her
  body. Her legs were firm and tanned below the short hem of her
  dress. Her breasts were firm and without need of support. She
  unbuttoned the top two buttons of the white cotton dress,
  feeling the sun against the upper part of her full breasts.
  She sat with her head back, deep in thought. Her sojourn of 
  quiet contemplation was broken by a knock at the door. "Please
  enter" She called sliding her chair forward once more. She
  smiled as Wendy peered her head around the high oak door of
  her office. "Come in Wendy, what can I do for you?" Lady
  Rawlings tried to stifle a chuckle, watching the blushing face
  of the naked young girl as she timidly entered the office. She
  walked awkwardly, trying to keep her knees together as she
  moved to stand in front of the desk. The surface of large desk
  was clear except for a telephone and diary. Wendy stood to
  attention, her flesh pale and shivering with embarrassment.
  She held her hands at her side although doing her best to
  conceal her naked pubis by crossing one leg in front of the
  other. "What on earth are you up to Wendy, walking around the
  house without clothes on?" Wendy looked utterly distressed as
  her Mistress addressed her. "Miss Diane told me to come and
  show you Madam." Lady Rawlings smiled, knowing full well the
  discomfort the girl must be feeling. "Show me what Wendy?" She
  had of course already noticed the freshly shaved pubis. "This
  madam." She looked down as she spoke but kept her legs pressed
  tightly together. "Oh you have been shaved, well I can't see
  you properly like that open your legs so that I can see."
  Wendy blushed, the colour suffusing her pretty cheeks.
  Reluctantly she moved her legs apart, her beautifully slender
  body moving gracefully despite her embarrassment. "Come on
  girl wider than that, I can't see you at all." Wendy timidly
  moved her feet further apart, her thighs opening to reveal the
  smoothly shaven lips of her vagina. "That's better, I can see
  you now." Lady Rawlings leaned forward and looked over her
  desk at the naked girl. The plump flesh of her pubis stood out
  from between her parted thighs. She looked delightful, her
  beautiful full breasts standing out firmly above her slender
  torso. "You are such a pretty girl Wendy, come around here and
  stand by me." Lady Rawlings spoke kindly watching the girl
  blush once more as she stepped around the desk and stood by
  her side. "Now bend over the desk with arms stretched out in
  front of you... that's it... tummy flat on the desk. Open your
  legs that's it.. and push your bottom up... there that's the
  way." Lady Rawlings instructed the girl until she was
  positioned to her satisfaction. Delicately she ran her fingers
  over the inner part of the girl's thigh. She felt the flesh
  quiver with anticipation as she softly touched her fingers to
  the lips of the girl's vagina. She moved her hand in between
  the pretty cheeks of her bottom and then down again, cupping
  her pubis firmly. Wendy wriggled her bottom prettily as Lady
  Rawlings parted the lips of the labia, and teased the inner
  tissue with the very tip of her finger. Without warning she
  pushed a finger straight up into the moist opening. "Oooohhh..
  M.m. madam." Wendy gasped as the finger penetrated her. Lady
  Rawlings stood up, keeping her finger firmly inserted into the
  young girl. "Keep still now, you look so delicious like that."
  Lady Rawlings quickly stroked her other hand between the
  parted buttocks and moved her fingers delicately over the
  girl's sphincter. Deftly she probed the opening, watching the
  young body squirm. "Ooops, there we are, now doesn't that feel
  nice." She pushed hard against the puckered rosebud of the
  opening, watching her finger disappear up inside the trembling
  bottom. "Oooo... aaarrrgggghhh  Mmm...Madam. Wendy squirmed
  and wriggled her hips from side to side as Lady Rawlings
  quickly set to work with her fingers. Without respite she
  rotated her finger against the sensitive membranes of the
  vaginal wall. Pushing, probing and squeezing she used her
  consummate skills to excite her maid. "I am going to make you
  come and there is nothing you can do about it my pretty girl."
  She accented her words with a firm push up into the quivering
  bottom, inflaming the senses and passion of the prostrate girl
  beneath her. She watched with fascination as the slender young
  body bucked and writhed with sheer abandonment. Gently she
  moved her thumb over the girl's clitoris, rubbing gently
  against the sensitive projection. She felt the clitoris harden
  and swell as the pubis  naively pressed against her hand. Her
  finger pushed hard into the vagina, moving faster as she felt
  the girl raise her bottom. "There I can tell you're going to
  come aren't you?" "Mmmffffhhh.. Arrggggghhh.. I..I amm ..."
  The girls voice trailed of as Lady Rawlings deftly slipped a
  second finger up inside her vagina. She drew the nail of her
  thumb over the swollen clitoris at the same time pushing her
  finger hard in between the wriggling cheeks of the girl's
  bottom. The response was immediate. "Ooooohhh.. arggghhh..
  ooooOOOHH... pleeeeeeessseeee." Wendy's body tensed as if she
  had been struck by lightening. Her pretty legs shaking
  uncontrollably as Lady Rawlings thoroughly pervaded her body.
  Wave after wave of indescribable pleasure coursed through the
  young girl. Her lungs gasped for air, her slender waist heaved
  up and down as her orgasm continued was cleverly prolonged by
  Lady Rawlings. There, there you are having a big one aren't
  you." She scraped the nail of her thumb once more over the
  sensitive nub of the clitoris. "Let yourself go, there's a
  good girl. Wendy heaved and writhed her body shone with
  perspiration as the intensity of her orgasm increased to an
  unprecedented summit. Lady Rawlings slowed the pace of her
  fingers before gently with drawing them from the girl. She
  leaned over her, stroking her back and buttocks tenderly.
  "There my pretty girl, just lay quietly and don't move, I will
  be back in a minute." Her Ladyship walked from the room
  closing the door softly behind her.
  It was several minutes later when her Ladyship returned. Wendy
  looked up from the desk to see Annette, still naked follow her
  Mistress into the room. She was carrying both her own and
  Wendy's clothes. Wendy stood upright from her prone position.
  Although naked she gave a curtsey to Lady Rawlings. "I think
  you had both better go and have a quick bath. I shall need you
  in the conservatory in ten minutes." The smile from Lady
  Rawlings to her young maid was warm and affectionate. Wendy
  blushed prettily, her pale flesh showing a red mark across her
  tummy where she had lain on the desk. She stopped in front of
  her Mistress and blushed once more. She looked coyly at her
  Mistress, her long eyelashes fluttered against her blushing
  cheeks. Lady Rawlings took her hand and drew her forward so
  that the girl's naked body was pressed next to her own. She
  tilted her head and kissed her tenderly on the cheek. "You run
  along now and have a nice bath." Lady Rawlings could not
  suppress a smile as she noted the intense look of love and
  supplication on the face of her pretty maid.
  
  
  Richard felt utterly ashamed and humiliated. He is was acutely
  aware of his penis swinging from side to side as his bare feet
  trod the stairs behind the nurse. She had come to get him from
  the bedroom, not letting him having anything to cover himself
  merely ordering him to follow her down the stairs. She turned
  to him as they rounded the curved banister leading to the
  ground floor. "I think the hairdresser is in the conservatory,
  which I think is along here is that right?" Richard nodded his
  head dumbly. He had scant knowledge of the architecture of the
  house, but was reasonably sure that they were going the right
  way. Richard blushed as she looked down at his groin. He had
  tried covering himself while walking down the stairs, but the
  awkwardness of holding the banister and his groin at the same
  time and been too much. He also had not expected the nurse to
  stop and turn around quite so quickly. His embarrassment
  quickly turned to anguish as they entered the conservatory.
  Both Veronica and Diane were seated around the coffee table
  talking to the young hairdresser. Richard immediately covered
  his groin with both hands. He stood behind the nurse as she
  stopped in front of the girls. "Is that you hiding behind
  there. Come and stand here." Diane's voice sounded firm.
  Richard obeyed immediately moving around the nurse to stand in
  front of the girls. The young hairdresser looked at her watch
  as she stood up. "I will have to do him straight away. The
  doctor will be here in a minute." She addressed her remarks to
  the girls, ignoring Richard except to take his arm and lead
  him to the massage tables. "Right up on here as quick as you
  can, on your hands and knees." She turned away from him as he
  struggled up on to the table. "I could do with some more warm
  water." She said to Diane as she arranged her implements upon
  the trolley.
  Richard had been naked many times in front of both Diane and
  Veronica. His shame and embarrassment rather than diminishing
  seemed just as acute as when they first met. He was blushing
  profusely as the young girl turned to him, laying her hand on
  his bottom. "Shuffle your knees apart there's a good boy." Her
  soothing voice calculated to increase his shame rather that
  put him at ease. Diane placed a jug of steaming water upon the
  trolley and turned to the boy. Bending low she placed her hand
  beneath his chin and turned his head towards her. "Now you
  just do what you are told. You are in a very good position for
  a smack if you disobey.
  Veronica left her chair and walked over to where Richard was
  knelt. She stood directly behind him admiring the firm
  buttocks and parted thighs. She noted the tight sac of the
  scrotum, the testes bulging from within as placed her hand
  between his legs and delicately cupped his testicles. I think
  Gillian would like you down on your elbows Richard. "Her soft
  words and gentle touch caused Richard to blush an even deeper
  red. He slowly let himself down on to his elbows. He realised
  with utter misery that his bottom was now fully exposed to her
  gaze. Veronica gently drew her long fingernails along the
  underside of his testicles. She saw his body quiver like a bow
  string. Without touching any other part of him she scraped her
  nail over the very tip of his penis. She watched fascinated as
  his body jerked in response. "You had better keep still now
  Richard, while Gillian here shaves your bottom." Veronica
  moved away, allowing the young hairdresser to stand behind the
  boy. She watched as Gillian thrust the soft bristles of her
  shaving brush up into the cleft of Richard's bottom. It was a
  deliberate action and elicited an immediate response from the
  young boy. His hips jerked forward as he tried to escape the
  discomfort of the brush against his sphincter. "Keep quite
  still, there's a good boy. I am not going to hurt you."
  Gillian was in her element. The girls had been more than
  friendly treating her as an equal, which she knew she was not.
  But their attitude had been far from condescending. She knew
  Diane had immediately recognised her interest in the stripes
  on her maid's bottom. Suggesting perhaps that if Richard was
  not compliant, a sharp slap or two might be in order. She
  moved the brush in deft strokes up and down the cleft of the
  buttocks. When the whole of the anal area was thoroughly
  lathered in soap. She took her razor and shaved gently and
  carefully between the cheeks. Taking a hot flannel she rinsed
  the area and leaned forward to examine her handiwork. "I think
  I will need some help here she said to Diane and Veronica.
  Could you hold the cheeks of his bottom apart so that I can
  shave closer. Richard's body shuddered as he felt his cheeks
  being pulled apart. He felt utterly ridiculous as  they
  stretched his flesh, completely exposing the puckered opening
  of his bottom. He tried to pull away from their hands as
  Gillian pushed a soapy finger up against the sensitive
  sphincter. Diligently she ran her soapy finger up and down
  over his anus. She took her razor once more and shaved around
  the puckered skin. She noticed the boy had kept his body
  absolutely still as she used the razor. It was all completely
  unnecessary, she thought. The boy had no hair at all between
  the cheeks of his bottom apart from the fine hairs that cover
  all one's skin. But she was sure that the actual shaving of
  his bottom was not really the object of the exercise. "I think
  we will have you over on your back." She said firmly to the
  boy. "If you would hold his legs for me I would appreciate
  it." She smiled at Veronica and Diane. She noticed a knowing
  smile on Diane's face as the girls helped Richard to turn
  over. They immediately seized his legs and pushed them
  backwards and out over the edge of the table. She was able to
  see the boy's face. His eyes were shut tightly, his eyelashes
  pressed firmly against his blushing cheeks. His parted lips
  drew breath noisily. She looked down over his heaving chest to
  his penis which was laid over his tummy. His buttocks had been
  forced back above the surface of the bed. She waited a moment
  until the boy lay still. Both the girls looked at her as they
  held his legs tightly against there bodies. " I am going to
  shave around the base of your penis Richard, so I want you to
  be a good boy and not move while I have the razor in my hand."
  Gillian's words were designed to cause embarrassment. They
  were also a prelude to what she was to do next. Deliberately
  she reached forward and took his penis gently between her
  thumb and forefinger. Lifting the timid flesh away from his
  tummy and stretching it upwards. Richard groaned, turning his
  head sideways as if to escape his predicament. Gillian reached
  for the tip of his penis with her other hand. Holding the
  glans between her fingertips and thumb she pulled the foreskin
  down the shaft. Richard tried in vain to pull his bottom down
  on to the bed. Diane spoke sternly. "Just you stay where you
  are young man, you've already had a taste of the rewards
  disobedience brings." She turned her head toward Jillian. "I
  think it will be so much easier to deal with his penis if it
  wasn't so soft, don't you?" Gillian smiled. "Of course,
  perhaps a little stimulus at your end might speed things up a
  bit." She looked at the boy's face , making sure his eyes were
  tightly shut. She grinned at Diane and nodded her head towards
  the boy's tumescent organ. Diane laid her free hand on
  Richard's chest and ran her long fingernails over his nipple.
  Veronica copied Diane's actions, squeezing and pinching the
  other nipple. Richard groaned and writhed within the confines
  of his position, his breathing becoming more laboured. His
  mouth was open as he shook his head from side to side, his
  eyes shut tightly. Gillian could feel his penis throbbing
  violently as she diligently ran her fingers up and down the
  shaft. She placed her hand underneath his testicles and
  squeezed feeling his penis throb as she excited the young boy.
  "Right young man, I advise you to keep still while I shave
  around your penis. Richard opened his eyes to find all three
  girls looking into his face. He blushed immediately the colour
  rushing to his face. Diane smiled at him. "Just keep still, we
  don't want Gillian to cut you now do we?" Gillian quickly
  soaped around the base of his penis and began to shave the
  very base of the shaft. "There all done now just between your
  legs a little." She soaped beneath the tight scrotum and
  shaved the area. "All right I think we can relax your legs a
  little. I'll just wipe you off and put on some cream. We
  wouldn't want your little bottom to get sore now." She took
  the flannel and dipped it in the hot jug of water. She pushed
  the cloth in between the cheeks of his bottom, wiping it as
  one would a child. "Now your penis, just keep still." She
  draped the flannel over the upright organ and squeezed,
  feeling the boy shudder as the hot cloth enveloped him. "Right
  my boy, just a little cream, I'll soon be finished." Richard
  shivered as he felt her gentle fingers smear cool cream up in
  between the cheeks of his bottom. He tried to force his bottom
  down, but the girl's held him tightly as she delicately
  inserted the tip of her finger up into his bottom.
  "Oooo..oooorrggggh. Mmmmppffff." He groaned loudly as her
  finger was pushed right up into his bottom. She slid her
  finger back out of his anus and stood back. "I told you to
  keep still you naughty boy." She smacked him hard on his
  upturned buttocks. Richard jerked his hips, his bottom
  smarting from the smack. "Now are you going to keep still,
  come along answer me." Richard opened his eyes, really not
  daring to look. "Ooohhh.. y'yes..Miss.ss." He stammered.
  Gillian was in ecstasy, the thrill of  smacking his young
  bottom made her giddy with pleasure. Richard moaned, his hips
  moving gently in swaying motion from side to side. Gillian
  smacked the boy squarely across both buttocks. "Now I'm not
  going to tell you again." Her senses so heightened by sexual
  sensation that she had to shake her head to clear it before
  putting more cream on both hands. She stood between his widely
  splayed thighs, once again applying cream to his bottom. She
  teased the opening of the sphincter before pushing her finger
  straight up inside him. She grasped his penis firmly, pulling
  the foreskin back to completely expose the glans and most of
  the shaft. "Ooooorrggghh.. arrrrgggghh..oh " Richard groaned.
  His chest heaved as he fought for air. "Pleeeesssee..
  Misssssss.." The young boy was  beside himself,. He had lost
  complete control. His head thrashed from side to side, his
  mouth slack. Both Diane and Veronica watched in fascination as
  Richard's body began to shudder and shake. Their fingers busy
  pinching and squeezing his nipples. Gillian felt the boy's
  imminent climax. She bent her head forward over the throbbing
  penis. Drawing her lips back she took the glans of the penis
  between her teeth. She bobbed her head up and down quickly
  three times, allowing her teeth to scrape the sensitive rim of
  the glans. She pulled her head back Just in time to watch his
  semen spurt up into the air. "Arrrrrggggghhhhh...
  aaaaaaarrrrgggggghhhhhh..ooooohhhhhh. Richard moaned loudly,
  his body tensing so tightly that the muscles of his chest and
  legs stood out in sharp relief. "Mmmmmpppfff.. ooooggghhh.
  Pleeeesssseee  Misssss...ssss. I  c..c,can't stand any
  moreeeee..arrrggghh." Gillian gave a final push with her
  finger into his anus, before withdrawing it and cupping his
  testicles. She squeezed them firmly, hearing the boy gasp as
  she increased the pressure. "There, there, Richard you are all
  right now. What a baby you are.." Gillian spoke soothingly,
  watching the approving look from Diane as she stroked her hand
  gently over the boy's chest. Gently she released the pressure
  on his leg, motioning for Veronica to do the same. They placed
  his limbs gently on the bed and began to stoke his body
  soothingly. Veronica leaned over and held his head as she
  kissed him hard on the lips. She thrust her tongue deep into
  his mouth and held him until she felt him fight for air.
  "There there my precious boy, what a nice big cum you have
  had." She stroked his cheeks soothingly, kissing him on the
  forehead and cheeks. She noticed the big tears in his eyes as
  he looked up into her face. "Don't cry,  there's a good boy,
  we all love you. Just you lie still and I'll send for a nice
  cup of tea. Gillian now stood to the side of the boy. She held
  his penis gently in the palm of her hand, carefully wiping a
  soft damp cloth around the glans. "I'll Just clean you up a
  bit, just you lie still now." She wiped between his bottom her
  gentle ministering in contrast with her previous actions.
  
  
  Richard was seated on the settee in the conservatory, his
  naked body contrasting starkly against the brown hide. It had
  been half an hour since the girls had lifted him gently from
  the massage table and instructed him to sit and wait on the
  cool leather.
  Wendy had brought him a cup of sweet tea. She had redressed in
  a clean uniform with starched white apron. Richard had blushed
  as she looked down at his nakedness while handing him the
  drink. Since the visit from Wendy, Richard had seen no one. He
  had heard voices several times from the corridor beyond the
  conservatory and had sat to attention his hands covering his
  genitals in case someone should walk through. He blushed again
  at the thought of what the girls had done to him. He had dried
  his tears with the back of his hand and his blushing face now
  bore streaks across his cheeks. It had not just been the
  humiliation of their actions, but the love and tenderness they
  had shown towards him as they gently kissed and caressed him
  before helping him from the table. Richard quickly placed his
  hands over his groin, his knees pressing together tightly as
  he heard several footsteps approach. He looked up to see Lady
  Rawlings quickly followed by the doctor from the medical
  centre and the nurse who had bathed him earlier.
  "Right young man, let's have a look at you." The doctor said
  brightly as she moved in front of Richard. "Stand up and come
  over here." The doctor moved toward one of the cane chairs and
  sat down as the Nurse and Lady Rawlings looked on. Richard
  stood timidly his hands clasped to his groin covering his
  genitals. He moved awkwardly to stand in front of the Doctor,.
  "Take those hands away and let me have a look at you." She
  reached forward and placed her hands on either hip pulling him
  forward. Blushing profusely Richard let his hands drop to his
  sides acutely aware of the gaze of the three women as they
  looked down at his groin. Delicately the doctor placed her
  fingers around his flaccid penis and gently lifted it upwards.
  She pushed the foreskin back gently so that the glans was
  fully exposed. She encircled the shaft holding the foreskin
  back and deliberately ran her fingernail around the rim and
  over the opening gently teasing the orifice with the very tip
  of the nail. Richard reacted immediately, his hips jerking
  back at the intense sensation in the tip of his penis. "Keep
  still young man, I'm not going to hurt you." The doctor spoke
  sternly as her fingertips squeezed and manipulated his penis.
  "That's better the doctor pulled the foreskin over the rim of
  the glans and then jerked the timid flesh back, stretching the
  skin tight as she felt the penis begin to erect. Richard
  blushed once more as he felt his penis harden between her
  fingers. The doctor continued her manipulation, ignoring the
  boy's distress as his penis erected mightily. She moved one
  hand between his legs and gently cupped her hand around his
  scrotum. She squeezed with increasing pressure until she heard
  the boy gasp. Richard looked down with horror as his penis
  erected, jutting upward from between his thighs. "Right lets
  have a look at the foreskin young man." She looked up into his
  blushing face as her fingers once again pushed the flesh back
  over the glans. "The skin seems to be a lot easier than I
  remember at his examination at the Medical Centre. I think
  perhaps the problem has been that he has reached puberty late,
  or perhaps lack of opportunity for masturbation." The doctor
  addressed the nurse and Lady Rawlings. "I think probably lack
  of opportunity, I don't suppose there is much privacy at the
  Orphanage." Lady Rawlings smiled at the doctor as she spoke.
  However since he has been here I have had his baths supervised
  and I make sure that his genitals are thoroughly washed.
  Perhaps the manipulation of the skin has had some beneficial
  effect." Lady Rawlings smiled watching Richard's face as he
  blushed once more. The doctor nodded as she tapped the boy's
  penis with her fingers. "Tell me Richard, have you played with
  this while you were at the orphanage." She looked up at his
  blushing face, his eyes were tightly shut as she continued to
  tap his erect penis from side to side. "Come along answer me
  and look at me when I am talking to you. I am sure Lady
  Rawlings would not hesitate in smacking that bottom of yours."
  Richard opened his eyes and looked down at the doctor. His
  body trembled as he watched her place a hand between his legs
  and firmly cup his testicles. Her pretty face smiled up at him
  as she squeezed the testes her other hand pushing the foreskin
  of his penis back over the glans, stretching the skin tight.
  Richard's whole body shuddered as he answered her. "er.. N'no
  Miss... I haven't.. er done anything like that." Lady Rawlings
  smiled to herself as she heard the reply. She had had a
  feeling that her daughter's summing up of the boy had been
  correct, it would have been unusual for a boy to faint had he
  been accustomed to sexual arousal on a regular basis. "I think
  that you are telling me the truth Richard, now turn around and
  bend over and touch you toes. I want to examine your bottom."
  Richard blushed once more, his face was suffused in a deep red
  hue. He turned slowly as the doctor released his penis and
  testicles. He felt absolutely humiliated as he faced toward
  Lady Rawlings and the young Nurse. "Now bend right over and
  touch your toes, legs well apart.. there's a good boy. Richard
  bent over, the blood pounding in his head as he stretched to
  touch his toes. Immediately he felt the cheeks of his buttocks
  being pulled apart. The nurse moved forward and handed the
  doctor a rubber glove from the bag she had placed on one of
  the chairs. She took a tube of lubricant and removing the top
  carefully smeared the gel on to the fingers of the glove which
  the doctor was now wearing. "Would you hold his bottom please
  Nurse." Richard felt his buttocks being stretched once more
  and almost immediately the cool touch of the doctor's finger
  at the opening of his sphincter. Breathe in there's a good
  boy." The doctor's voice spoke soothingly as she gently teased
  the tightly puckered sphincter. "Relax now.. that's the way."
  With these words she pushed her forefinger firmly up into the
  boy's bottom. Richard jerked his body in an effort to stand
  upright, but felt the firm pressure of the nurse's hand
  pushing against the small of his back. The Nurse moved closer
  to Richard bending her body forward over his back to hold him
  still. She smoothed her hand over his buttocks and pulled the
  cheeks apart once more. "Now you stay quite still for the
  doctor.. there's a good boy." Her words punctuated by the
  doctor's finger suddenly penetrating even further into his
  bottom. Lady Rawlings watched the boy's body shiver suddenly
  as the doctor's finger rubbed over the sensitive gland of the
  prostate. "Arrggghh... Mmmm..mm." Richard groaned as he felt
  an incredible pressure deep in side his penis. "Quickly the
  doctor withdrew her finger and motioned for the nurse to
  release his buttocks and let the boy up. Lady Rawlings watched
  as Richard stood facing her. His penis was erected to such an
  extent that the tip was pointing up towards her. "Right young
  man." The doctor tapped his bottom with the palm of her hand,
  we'll have you up on the table and see what we can do for you.
  Off you go, climb up onto the table and get on your hands and
  knees for me would you. She smacked his the cheeks of his
  bottom with a light slap and watched as the boy stumbled
  forward to the massage table.
  
  The nurse stood beside Richard as he knelt upon the massage
  bed. She laid out various lotions and apparatus on to the
  table, which stood along side. Beside the tube of an endoscope
  she placed three small chromium inserts. These were small
  tubes measuring approximately one inch in diameter and four
  inches long, the top of tubes narrowed to a rounded point. The
  base of the inserts reduced to half an inch before widening
  into an oval flange. The nurse turned to the doctor as she
  finished her task. "I think we have everything Doctor." She
  smiled as she watched the doctor move between the boy's legs.
  "Just shuffle your knees further apart and move backwards
  until you are further up this end." The doctor spoke gently to
  Richard as she helped him move his body until his knees were
  widely spread and his feet protruded over the end of the bed.
  She moved closer to his upturned buttocks and gently ran her
  hand over the smooth skin of his bottom. "Now just go down on
  to your elbows and try and arch your back so that I can get at
  your bottom. Richard groaned as he lowered his body and rested
  his head on the firm surface of the massage table. "Turn your
  head the other way so that you are facing the nurse.. that's
  the way." The doctor completed her positioning of the boy and
  stood back. Richard's buttocks were now thrust upwards, his
  back arched in a concave and his chest pressed against the
  crisp white sheet of the bed. The doctor steeped forward
  immediately behind his buttocks, looking at the boys penis and
  testicles hanging down between his widely spread thighs. His
  penis was still swollen but was not completely erect. Quickly
  the doctor took the lubricant from the nurse and squeezed some
  on to her gloved hand. She gently applied the cool lubricant
  between the widely spread cheeks of the boy's bottom. He
  fingers smoothing and then probing insistently against the
  puckered star of the sphincter. She probed gently, the
  lubricated rubber glove sliding across the smooth skin. She
  reached for the endoscope from the nurse and applied more
  lubricant to the narrow end. "Now breath deeply... in
  out..in....out, that's it." She watched as Richard took up the
  cadence of the breathing she had indicated. Deftly she pushed
  the endoscope up into his bottom, watching the involuntary
  shudder of the boy's body as the cold steel slipped up into
  his anus. "Relax.. there's a good boy." She pushed the
  endoscope further into his bottom, watching the stretched skin
  of the sphincter slide over the holding flange. "There's a
  good boy.. that didn't hurt a bit now did it." She ignored the
  muffled reply from the boy. Taking the rubber bulb between her
  finger she began to squeeze in quick motions, carefully
  watching the sphincter stretch as the steel pincers opened up.
  "Argghh... arrgh.." Richard groaned as he felt his bottom
  being stretched. His hip jerked and trembled as the steel
  pincers stretched open the sensitive membranes of his anus.
  "There I think that will do." The doctor had deliberately
  stretched the sphincter wider than was necessary for the
  endoscopy. "If you come around her Lady Rawlings you can see
  how resilient the sphincter muscles are, I don't think you
  will have any trouble with his bottom." The doctor took the
  other end of the endoscope and turned the eyepiece which in
  turn turned on a small light situated between the open pincers
  between the boy's buttocks. She held the eyepiece to her eye
  and looked into the apparatus. She could see the narrow
  passage way of the anus quite clearly. "If you would like to
  look through here you can see that anal passageway quite
  clearly." She handed the eyepiece to Lady Rawlings. Lady
  Rawlings looked into the eyepiece, marvelling at the clear
  view she had inside the boy. "The wonders of modern science".
  She mused as she handed the instrument back. The doctor took
  the endoscope from her ladyship and slowly released the air
  valve which at once reduced the pressure from the muscles of
  the sphincter. Richard breathed deeply as he felt the relief
  of the incredible pressure stretching his bottom. "Now I am
  going to put an insert into his bottom, these are fairly small
  and he should be able to one inserted for an hour at a time.
  If he doesn't respond to this therapy we can always use a
  bigger size, but I think these will be quite sufficient." The
  doctor spoke to Lady Rawlings as she gently pulled the
  endoscope from the boy's bottom. Richard sighed with relief as
  he felt the instrument slide out of him. He watched as the
  nurse took one of the small metal tubes and squeezed lubricant
  on to it. Her delicate fingers moved up and down the shaft
  spreading the glistening gel over the entire surface. She
  handed the insert to the doctor who took the tube into her
  gloved hand and proceeded to probe the opening of the
  sphincter with the narrow end. "If you watch how I do this
  Lady Rawlings I think it should be no trouble to insert it for
  an hour each morning and possibly one hour at night."
  Richard's body shivered as he felt the cold metal being pushed
  against the opening of his bottom. His back ached as he tried
  to move his bottom to escape the pressure of the metal against
  his bottom. His hips jerked as he felt the sharp smack of Lady
  Rawlings hand across the cheeks of his bottom. "Keep quite
  still Richard." She commanded as the doctor deftly pushed the
  insert neatly up into his bottom. Richard grunted as he felt
  his bottom being stretched. "There's a good boy, nearly all in
  now." The doctor pushed the insert firmly and watched as the
  flesh closed over the narrowed part of the tube, the pressure
  of the muscles pulling the flange tight against the sphincter.
  "There you are now, I want you to lay flat on the table and
  close your legs together." Richard's body was trembling quite
  visibly as he moved his chest forward on the table. The
  pressure in his bottom was quite intense as he lay flat on the
  massage bed. "Now close your legs together as tightly as you
  can." The nurse moved around the table and took hold of the
  boys feet, pressing his legs together. Richard felt as if his
  whole bottom was being stretched. The pressure was intense, he
  could feel his penis tingle as the insert pressed against the
  prostate gland. "Now Richard up on your feet, I want you to
  walk to the end of the conservatory and back, up you get."
  Richard could hardly move as he tried to turn his body to the
  side. He felt the soft cool hands of the doctor and nurse help
  into a sitting position. He tried to ease the pressure on his
  bottom by taking the weight of his body on his hands.
  Tentatively he slid his feet to the floor, the pressure in his
  bottom increasing as he straightened his body.
  He waddled rather than walked towards the ornate French
  windows at the end of the conservatory. He felt absolutely
  naked and humiliated as he turned to walk back towards the
  young women. He instinctively covered his genitals with his
  hands, clutching his penis and testicles close to his body.
  "Come along, you can walk straighter than that." The doctor
  spoke firmly. "Hands by your side stand straight up and walk
  towards me." Richard blushed at the rebuke. He let his hands
  fall to his sides and blushing profusely he walked slowly
  towards the doctor. She stood with her pretty legs astride and
  her hands on her hips watching him intently as he tried to
  walk as upright as he could back towards her. "That's better,
  now I want you to touch your toes and then stand up straight.
  You can do it until I tell you to stop. Come along now over
  you go... right down.. that's it touch your toes .. now back
  up again as straight as you can." She watched fascinated as
  the boy's lithe young body bent and straightened the blushing
  face contorted with effort as he attempted to straighten his
  body. The gasp from his lips as the pressure in his bottom
  increased from the stretching and bending. "I think that will
  do for now, back up on to the table I want to start the
  therapy on your penis." Richard coloured up once more as the
  doctor mentioned his penis. Lady Rawlings helped the doctor
  and nurse position the young boy facing upwards upon the
  massage table. The doctor moved to his side and grasped his
  penis firmly. Ignoring the look of anguish on his face, she
  quickly pulled the foreskin back and took the tip of his penis
  between the finger and thumb of her other hand. "I think you
  had better have some tissues ready." She turned to the nurse
  as she spoke. "I think if you were to come around to the other
  side you will be able to see better Lady Rawlings."  She
  motioned to the far side of the table. "Now you can do this at
  anytime, it's merely putting your fingers over the glans like
  this." Lady Rawlings watched as the doctor placed the two
  fingers and thumb of one hand over the glans of his penis and
  pulled the foreskin up over them. Richard jerked his hips
  violently as the doctor stretched the foreskin. He gasped once
  more as she pulled the flesh back down until it was stretched
  tight. "You can see he is fully erect now and of course this
  makes the therapy far more effective. Richard began to gasp
  and groan as the doctor's fingers firmly pushed the skin of
  his penis up over the glans and over her fingertips. The nurse
  moved toward the doctor's side as she heard the boy groan. His
  chest was heaving as he fought for breath and his hips moved
  from side to side as he tried to escape the sensation of her
  fingers. "I think he is going to ejaculate soon nurse would
  you hold the tissue." The matter of fact tone did nothing to
  diminish the boy's utter humiliation or the helplessness of
  being brought to an impending involuntary orgasm. "The
  foreskin certainly seems a lot easier." The doctor's fingers
  increased their tempo as she addressed Lady Rawlings.
  Richard's hips writhed uncontrollably as the nurse held a
  tissue above his penis. The doctor quickly took her fingers
  away from over the glans and firmly cupped the boy's
  testicles. She looked at his blushing face noting his open
  mouth and heaving chest. Firmly she squeezed the scrotum as
  semen erupted from the tip of his penis. The nurse neatly
  caught the first jets of semen as they spurted from the tip of
  the boy's penis. Richard was beside himself the insert in his
  bottom seemed to be increasing in pressure as his buttocks
  squeezed together tightly together in the throws of his
  orgasm. Gently, the nurse laid the tissue over the doctors
  hand watching as the last drops were coaxed from the boy's
  trembling body. The doctor squeezed his testes pushing one
  finger against the flange of the insert inside his bottom.
  "There now you just relax while nurse cleans you up." She
  spoke soothingly to the helpless boy. Lady Rawlings could not
  help leaning over Richard and gently taking his head in her
  hands. "There my young man.. you can relax now." She leaned
  her head forward and lowered her pretty lips on to his. She
  kissed him gently stroking his hair. "There there.. just you
  lay there and relax." Lady Rawlings stroked her hand down his
  chest  and on to his tummy. She looked at the doctor who was
  gently extracting the last drop of semen, her fingers pressing
  the flesh in a milking motion,  squeezing the shaft as she
  drew the last droplet to the tip. The nurse gently wiped the
  tip before the doctor gently laid the flaccid organ against
  his tummy.
  They left Richard and walked toward the corridor leading to
  her Ladyships office. Richard lay looking up at the Glass roof
  of the conservatory. He shivered occasionally as the effects
  of his orgasm and the sensation of the insert in his bottom
  played upon his nerve ends. His embarrassment was without
  relief, he blushed as his thoughts passed over the day's
  events. Since being caught naked in the woods he had had
  little respite from constant humiliation and yet for the first
  time in his life he felt some security and affection. The
  orphanage, for all the goodness and charity that it offered
  had never been able to bestow love and affection on any of the
  boys and girls. Matron had always been kind although
  occasionally strict, but Richard could not think of one time
  that she or any of the staff had shown any affection. His
  thoughts returned to the present on hearing the return of Lady
  Rawlings and the doctor and nurse. He turned his head to see
  the doctor approach the bed. "There are you recovered now?"
  She did not wait for a reply but deliberately ran her cool
  fingers down over his chest and tummy and gently took hold of
  his penis. Richard blushed immediately, turning his head as
  the doctor took two hands to his penis, gently pulling the
  soft folds of his foreskin down over the glans exposing him
  fully. "Now Richard I am going to have another little look at
  your penis, so do try and relax this time there's a good boy."
  She pulled the skin of the penis firmly as the nurse stepped
  forward and gently cupped his testicles. With her other hand
  she took the boy's nipple between finger and thumb and
  squeezed. Richard blushed once more as the looked into his
  face. "Now the doctor needs to get your penis nice and stiff
  so just relax." Richard blushed once more, a deep flush
  colouring his face and neck. Lady Rawlings moved around the
  table so that she stood looking between his parted thighs.
  Instinctively she placed her hands gently on his knees, her
  touch immediately accenting the vulnerability of the naked boy
  as he laid before her. The doctor smiled at her Ladyship as
  she quickly brought Richard's penis to an erected state. His
  hips had already began to writhe in small gyrations as she
  skilfully aroused him. Richard felt absolutely helpless, every
  nerve seemed to be stretched to breaking point as they
  skilfully played with his senses. The nurse bent her head
  close to his face, her hand still holding his testicles
  firmly. "There my young man you are in a state aren't you."
  She squeezed his nipple firmly at the same time squeezing and
  releasing the pressure on his testes in a series of quick
  motions. The doctor looked at Lady Rawlings. "If you wouldn't
  mind.." She nodded at the box of tissues on the table beside
  her. "I want to  remove the insert this time." Lady Rawlings
  smiled and took several tissues from the box, she moved to the
  doctor's side and watched as she cleverly manipulated the
  flesh of his penis. She could see the organ pulsating as the
  doctor quickly pulled the foreskin down the shaft and held it
  tight. She flattened the palm of her other hand and rubbed it
  over the tip of the penis in a circular motion. The effect was
  almost electric, Richard's hips began to move violently his
  bottom almost lifting off the table as he tried to escape the
  acute sensation of the doctor's hands. The nurse saw the
  change in the boy and squeezed his testicles hard, pulling
  them up from in between his thighs. "Just a few more seconds
  there's a good boy." The nurse whispered as she increased the
  pressure on his testicles. Quickly the doctor reached beneath
  the nurse's hand holding his testicles and located the flange
  of the insert in-between the boy's writhing bottom. She pulled
  the foreskin quickly up and down the shaft causing the boy to
  gasp. "Are you ready?" She looked over at Lady Rawlings.
  "Argghh...argghh" Richard screamed as semen spurted from the
  tip of his penis. At that exact moment the doctor pulled the
  flange of the insert hard, forcing his sphinter to stretch
  wide as the tube slid from his bottom. "Argghhhh..
  arrgggghhh.. argggggggghhhh." Richard screamed, the sensations
  seemed to much to bear. His mouth sagged open and his chest
  heaved as he fought for breath. "There, let's have all of it
  there's a good boy." The nurse bent her head close to his, her
  arm still stretched across his tummy as she squeezed his
  testicles. "Just a little longer and it will soon be over,"
  The words seemed to excite the young boy even more as yet
  another jet of semen erupted from his penis. The doctor began
  to slow her hand, she pulled the tube from between his thighs
  and laid it on the bed. She held the base of the penis firmly
  and pulled upwards causing the last of the semen to appear in
  a small globule at the tip of glans. Lady Rawlings wiped her
  tissue once more over the sensitive opening watching the boy's
  knees quiver at the acute sensation.
  She threw the tissue on to the table and moved to the head of
  the bed bending over the boy. "Well Richard you've been a very
  good boy and you deserve a kiss." Richard looked up as she
  lowered her beautiful face to his. He felt her soft lips close
  over his, the sensation overwhelming him as she thrust her
  tongue inside his mouth. The nurse watched suddenly squeezing
  his testicles as her ladyship kissed the boy. She held the
  pressure for a moment before releasing the scrotum and gently
  stroking her hand over his chest and tummy.
  
  Richard watched the flock of small birds flying above the
  glass roof of the conservatory. A gentle breeze permeated the
  air through the opened French windows situated at the end of
  the glass building. The cooler air seemed to accentuate his
  nakedness as he lay quietly looking up at the ceiling. It had
  been over ten minutes since the doctor and nurse had left him.
  He could still sense the gentle touch of the nurse as she had
  stroked her hand over his chest and tummy while Her Ladyship
  had tenderly kissed him upon the lips. She had instructed him
  to lie still and rest. The low drone and hum of summer insects
  in the garden were the only sounds he could hear. Through
  emotional fatigue he began to doze, his eyes closed and his
  breathing deepened.
  Richard was woken abruptly from his dozing state,  he had been
  neither awake nor asleep although a heavy torpor had seemed to
  invade his body.
  "Come along then you've had enough rest." Richard opened his
  eyes to see the Nurse bending down over him. Her pretty face
  smiling as she pushed a hand beneath his head and put a glass
  of orange juice to his lips. Richard sipped the orange juice
  looking down at his naked body. The nurse took away the glass
  and gently let his head back down on to the table. "Right
  Richard do you think you can turn over for me and get ip on to
  your knees." Richard groaned inwardly, slowly turning his body
  over so that he lay on his stomach. With an effort he got to
  his hands and knees. He was not surprised as the nurse placed
  her hand on his shoulders and pressed. "Down on your elbows
  there's a good boy. Richard obeyed arching his back so that
  his chest was pressed against the table. He placed his hands
  together and laid his head upon them. "That's the way." She
  punctuated the remark by slipping a hand beneath him and
  cupping his testicles. Richard blushed furiously as she took
  hold of his penis and pulled the foreskin back. "It doesn't
  seem quite as tight Richard, I think we are making progress."
  Richard felt more hands gently part his buttocks. "Right keep
  still young man, while I replace the insert." Richard had not
  heard the Doctor approach. Involuntarily he clenched his
  buttocks against the impending intrusion. "Right young man,
  we'll have none of that. Relax your bottom properly." Richard
  felt a lubricated finger gently probe the puckered star of his
  anus. "Hold still I can't get at you properly if you keep
  squirming around." A sharp slap across his bottom accompanied
  the instruction. Richard blushed once more his face bright
  crimson as the nurse watched his face intently. "Now don't be
  a naughty boy, let the doctor get at your bottom properly."
  Richard felt the finger gently probe around the opening of his
  bottom. He grimaced as he felt the acute sensation of her
  finger as she slowly pushed it up into his anus. He grunted as
  she suddenly pushed her finger up even further into the tight
  orifice. "There that's better now just relax while I insert
  the appliance." The nurse was acutely aware of the young boy's
  embarrassment as the doctor slowly withdrew her finger and
  placed the tip of the cylindrical insert up against his
  sphincter. She watched his body shudder as the cold metal was
  pushed hard against the puckered opening. "Right breathe in
  deeply, come along now in  and out  in and out . in." Her
  sentence stopped abruptly as the insert was deftly pushed up
  into his bottom. "Arggggghhh..  mmmm.. mm. Richard groaned as
  the metal slid upwards into his bottom. "There now that went
  in nicely." The doctor looked across at the nurse who was
  gently stroking her hand over the boy's shoulders. She placed
  her hands on either buttock and spread the cheeks wide. She
  had never quite analysed her own feelings or predilections but
  this moment  seemed immensely satisfying. Perhaps it was the
  feeling of power coupled with a certain sexual domination.
  Whatever the explanation she knew exactly what she liked and
  what gave her satisfaction. She squeezed her legs together,
  her pubis pressed against the edge of the table. The thin
  material of her white coat transmitting the cold of the
  table's steel edge. She reached forward and took a firm hold
  of the boy's penis. Just you keep still now while I manipulate
  the foreskin." Richard grunted as he felt the doctor pull his
  foreskin back. He grimaced as he felt her deliberately tighten
  the skin and at the same time squeeze his testicles firmly.
  The nurse watched intently. The boy's face was coloured bright
  red as the doctor proceeded to pull the foreskin back and
  forth along the shaft of his penis. "Relax there's a good
  boy." The doctor was well aware of the feeling that must be
  running through his body as the penis became erect. She could
  see his sphincter had contracted over the metal flange of the
  insert as she expertly brought him to a full erection. The
  nurse was gently stroking his back as the doctor increased the
  pace of her fingers. Richard groaned loudly as the doctor's
  delicate fingers pulled the foreskin firmly up the shaft. His
  body began to tremble as she deftly placed her flattened palm
  over the tip of the penis and rotated it. Richard tried to
  raise his hips to escape the intense feeling but the doctor
  held him firmly. "Just you keep still if you don't want
  another smack." She increased the tempo of her fingers once
  more, gesturing to the nurse as she did so. "If you would " 
  The nurse quickly picked up a tissue and held it under the boy
  just below the tip of his penis. "Arrggghhh   arggggghhh.. 
  mmmn..
  please miss..ssss." The sensation in his body was incredible.
  Richard's hips bucked and shook as he climaxed. Semen spurted
  from the tip of his penis in an agonising jet. The nurse held
  the tissue nearer to the tip as the doctor manipulated the
  foreskin at a rapid rate. Without warning she took hold of the
  insert in his bottom and pulled hard. The boy reared up on his
  hands as the sphincter was stretched wide over the larger
  circumference of the middle of the tube. "Arrgggghhh
  ..arggggghhh  Pleaeeees miss ssss." The boy's head shook from
  side to side as the doctor laid the insert on the bed beneath
  his widely stretched legs and pulled his testicles backwards
  squeezing them firmly. "Let it all come out there's a good
  boy." She gave him no respite as he ejaculated, rapidly
  pulling the foreskin up and down the shaft of his penis as she
  squeezed the testicles still harder. "Arggghhhh..
  arggh..arggghhhhhhhhh.." Richard was beside himself as she
  squeezed the last drop of semen out of his penis.
  They left the boy to recover for a few moments before Nurse
  Harvey helped him from the bed. "Right young man I am going to
  give you a nice warm bath. It's all over now so I hope you are
  going just relax, what do you say?" Richard managed to mutter
  "Y'yes miss.. Thankyou."
  
  
  
  
  
  
   Shafts of sunlight filtered through the panes of the high
  window. The mullions casting shadows across the carpet. Lady
  Rawlings leaned back on her chair and looked across her desk
  at the young woman. Surely this could not be the grand
  daughter of Harriet Marwood. Or even the daughter of Henrietta
  who had safeguarded her mother's reputation, even enhancing it
  over the years. The young woman could be no more than nineteen
  years old. Her face was surely the face of an angel. Her sweet
  voice was soft with a delicate precise timbre. Jane Marwood
  was indeed beautiful. Her delicate features smiling beneath
  jet black hair. Her slim  shoulders were set straight as she
  sat primly in her chair. Although her body was slender, her
  breasts were full and firm, stretching the smooth cotton of
  her shirt tightly. She wore a short skirt which finished half
  way to her pretty knees. Her legs were long and slim. Lady
  Rawlings remembered how gracefully the girl had moved when she
  had first walked in. "I am sure we will get along well
  together Lady Rawlings." Jane was saying. I have only had one
  other charge before and that was for a period of six months.
  The rest of my experience has of course been at my mothers
  school. She did explain to you I think that at the moment it
  was not possible to take Richard. She does not object in
  principle of course, I mean about Richard being the only boy.
  But as yet we, or rather she does not have the appropriate
  facilities. Lady Rawlings was listening to the girl but her
  mind was elsewhere. She had severe misgivings that Jane would
  make a suitable School Mistress or Governess for the boy. What
  Lady Rawlings had in mind was a strict disciplinarian. Someone
  who would completely understand the nuances and subtleties of
  the kind of psychological moulding she had in mind for her
  young charge. Jane had already sensed that her Ladyship was
  not paying full attention to her. She was aware of the visual
  impression she made. She had prepared herself for the
  eventuality of  being taken only at face value. Now it seemed
  was the time to reveal her determination and dominance.  "Lady
  Rawlings would you stand up please" Jane's voice quickly
  bought her ladyship out of the reverie with her own thoughts.
  "I won't tolerate young girls that don't pay attention in
  class." Jane's voice was still sweet and gentle and yet there
  was a subtle determination to her tone, almost imperceptible
  but Lady Rawlings was quite sure of what she heard. Lady
  Rawlings stood up, almost instinctively. She could not help
  the look of surprise on her face as she first began to realise
  the role play the young girl had instigated with one simple
  command. "What is your first name, quickly girl answer me,"
  Lady Rawlings smiled but answered in a slightly timid tone.
  "Victoria Miss, but most people know me as Vicki." Jane
  nodded, watching her Ladyship as her face put on a serious
  expression. "Well Vicki, I am afraid I shall have to punish
  you. You have been a very naughty girl and I will not tolerate
  naughty girls. This is for your own good and I want you to
  take it without fuss. Come here and stand in front of me." 
  Lady Rawlings obeyed, standing to attention in front of the
  slim young girl seated in front of her. She wondered how far
  Jane was prepared to take the charade. Jane remained seated
  and reached up underneath the cotton tunic that her ladyship
  was wearing. "Hands on your head, there's a good girl." Jane
  said sweetly as she gently pulled her ladyship's panties down
  over her knees to her ankles. Take your shoes off and put your
  panties over there on the chair. Her ladyship was at a loss
  for words. She had been given no time to protest. Almost in
  shock she obeyed the young girl, taking off her shoes and
  stepping out of the lace panties before laying them over the
  chair. "Stand in front of me Vicki, now hands by your sides...
  head up and look at me." Victoria Rawlings had not been spoken
  to this way since boarding school. It unnerved her in a way
  and yet she was determined that she would continue at least
  for a time. Jane stood up and held Victoria's chin with gentle
  fingers. "Look at me Vicki, I don't want to punish you, but I
  must." Her eyes had an expression of gentility and kindness as
  she spoke. She let go of her Ladyship's chin and quickly
  unbuttoned the front of her cotton tunic, before undoing the
  belt. Lady Rawlings felt the soft gentle touch of the young
  woman's fingers as she quickly went about her task. Lady
  Rawlings shivered involuntarily as Jane exposed her. Apart
  from the dress that now hung open her Ladyship was naked. Jane
  gently slipped the garment from her shoulders, exposing her
  completely. "Take your dress and put it with your panties."
  Victoria Rawlings did as she was told. Even though she
  understood the real purpose of their interplay she could not
  help a shiver passing through her body as she laid her dress
  on the chair and stood back in front of her young
  interlocutor. "Right my pretty girl, go over there and kneel
  on that chair." She pointed to the Chesterfield chair which
  was placed beneath the partly open window. Lady Rawlings
  hesitated, surely the girl would not dare beat her and of
  course she had nothing to beat her with. She walked to the
  chesterfield and knelt on the seat facing the padded backrest.
  "Come along Victoria, not like that. I want one knee on each
  arm and lay your tummy over the top of the backrest. Hurry up
  now, I don't want to have to add to your punishment." Lady
  Rawlings felt herself blush for the first time since she had
  left school. If she were to kneel on the chair as instructed,
  her legs would be spread apart to the extreme. She also
  realised that as she were to lean over her bottom would be
  thrust upward while her head and shoulders hung down over the
  other side.
  Surely now was the time to call a halt to the proceedings.
  Something inside her told her no, carry on after all she was
  in control. She carefully stood on the seat before placing one
  knee on to the padded arm of the Chesterfield. Holding on to
  the backrest she was just able to stretch her legs far enough
  apart to place the other knee on the opposite arm. She
  shivered as the cold leather on the top of the chair-back
  touched her tummy. Jane watched her the lithe body of her
  ladyship as she spread her slim supple legs, her knees
  pressing into the leather of the arms. Her bottom thrust up
  into the air as she leaned over the back of the chair. Her
  buttocks were parted exposing the tiny sphincter. Her pubic
  mound looked plump and fleshy beneath the neat triangle of
  soft blonde hair. Lady Rawlings fought her desire to get up
  and call a halt instead she let her body relax, her back
  arched gracefully over the back of the chair. "Aren't you
  ashamed of yourself." Jane spoke softly and soothingly.
  "Having to be smacked like a baby at your age." Victoria felt
  cool soft fingers gently caress her naked bottom. The velvety
  touch slowly moving down over the cheeks, delicately moving
  between the cleft of her bottom. "Don't you dare move my girl
  or there will be extra smacks to follow." Lady Rawlings bit
  her lip in preparation for what she now knew must surely come.
  It was without warning. There was no lifting of the caressing
  fingers as the first smack landed on the juncture between
  thigh and bottom. Smack.. Smack... Smack.. Smack.. and on it
  went, ten hard smacks in quick succession. The hand that had
  caressed her bottom now pressed firmly on the small of her
  back, holding her securely in place. Don't move there's a good
  girl, I am afraid there is more to come. I have to punish you
  properly. I am sorry to say that you will now receive ten
  strokes of the cane. Lady Rawlings was quite beside herself as
  she heard the warning of more to come. "I think I will have to
  call a halt." She was surprised to hear her voice tremble.
  "It's all right Victoria, the strokes are not for you and not
  today, but I do want you to stay just where you are. Your poor
  bottom is quite red." Jane gently stroked over the reddened
  buttocks with gentle fingers. She slipped her dainty hand
  between the cleft of her ladyships bottom. Delicately she
  placed a second hand up between the widely spread thighs and
  cupped the fleshy plump pubis. Two slim fingers penetrated her
  in unison, one pushing up into the surprisingly moist vagina.
  The second finger pushing up into the anus, impaling the
  reddened buttocks on the end of a finger. "You naughty girl,
  you are quite wet, what on earth have you been thinking of.
  You are obviously quite incorrigible and  I am afraid you must
  be made an example of."  Lady Rawlings felt herself blush. She
  could not remember the last time she had felt quite so
  embarrassed. She could not help move her hips as Jane's finger
  gently stroked the inside of her moist vagina.
  
  Jane quickened her fingers, rejoicing in the reluctant
  movements of the hips beneath her. "Stay still you naughty
  girl" Her lady ship felt the finger being quickly withdrawn
  from her bottom. Almost instantly she felt two sharp slaps
  upon her upturned buttocks. "Now do as you are told, you
  naughty girl". Immediately Jane pushed her forefinger up into
  the naked woman's bottom, watching her squirm as she proceeded
  to quicken the pace of her fingers within the moist vagina.
  "Why I do believe you are going to come, what a naughty girl
  you are showing off your feelings in this way. If I catch you
  getting wet like this again I shall stand you up naked facing
  the classroom and show everyone what a lewd girl you are".
  Lady Rawlings shuddered, her hips quivering as she reached her
  orgasm. She could not help herself as her hips squirmed
  deliciously. Jane increased the pressure of her finger in her
  Ladyships bottom as she thrust her other hand deeper into the
  woman's soft vagina. It was the combination of  young girls
  physical ministrations and the imagery of her words that
  caused her ladyship to react so quickly. She shuddered as she
  felt a second wave of intense sexual sensation course through
  her body. Jane quickened the pace and pressure of her fingers
  as she felt the lithe tanned body squirm and buck beneath her.
  She leaned her body over the slender back of her victim and
  gently slowed  the pace of her fingers as her ladyship spent
  once more. "There, there my pretty girl you are having a big
  cum aren't you. I can see you that I shall have to keep a
  close eye on you if you go on behaving like this." Jane slid
  her fingers gently from the warm sensitive flesh of the
  woman's vagina and gently took hold of the prominent clitoris,
  she pinched quite sharply. She watched as her Ladyship's body
  stiffened and then shuddered as another wave of sexual
  pleasure washed over her. Delicately she withdrew her finger
  from between the quivering buttocks and stroked her hand
  lovingly over the blushing flesh of her Ladyships reddened
  bottom cheeks. "My, my you are a naughty child." Her words
  subtly reducing the status of her victim from woman  to girl 
  to child. Jane continued stroking her Ladyship, first
  withdrawing her hand from the pubis and stroking gently
  beneath her tummy, her other hand bestowing feathery touches
  over her Ladyships quivering buttocks. 
  After a few moments Jane straightened up and walked back to
  her chair. "I would like you to get up and come over and stand
  in front of me. I want you to put your hands on your head and
  stand in front of me with your legs spread apart. I do not
  want you to speak unless I tell you to. You may answer me now 
  is that clear?
  Lady Rawlings  got up awkwardly from the chair, her beautiful
  body glistening in the sunlight from the window. She walked as
  instructed towards the young girl and stood in front of her.
  She was totally embarrassed by the situation she found herself
  in, she spread her legs as wide as she could and placed her
  hands on top of her head. She felt utterly humiliated as the
  young girl leaned forward in her chair and cupped her delicate
  hand between her widely parted thighs. She shuddered as the
  young girl's fingers pushed upward into her vagina. Her
  ladyship was about to protest when the Jane suddenly pulled
  her hand away and stood up. Her body pressed close to the
  naked woman. Without warning she took both nipples and pinched
  them at the same time leaning forward she kissed her ladyship
  on the mouth, her tongue thrusting between the parted lips.
  Jane could feel the woman tremble as she kissed her. Letting
  go of the her nipples she placed her hands gently on either
  side of her head and pulled her face away. As she drew back,
  her Ladyship could see a wistful smile on her face. "I think
  we ought to start our interview again your Ladyship.. now that
  you have seen my curriculum vitae so to speak. Her ladyship
  smiled. "I think I will just put my dress on  and yes I think
  we do have a lot to discuss.
  Jane had watched her Ladyship dress and they now sat in easy
  chairs at the other end of the room. The large mullions of the
  window diffracting  the sunlight into  soft patterns upon the
  carpet. Lady Rawlings stretched lazily in her chair stretching
  her tanned legs out in front of her. "I see what you mean now,
  in fact you have crystallised my ideas in the short time we
  have had together." Lady Rawlings smoothed her hand over her
  legs as she spoke. "I can see that your methods are far more
  subtle than I had realised. Of course! periods of absolute
  normality punctuated with extreme embarrassment and
  subjugation." Jane smiled, her pretty lips poised to speak.
  "And of course this will eventually lead to the boy having no
  control at all. In other words he will become sexually aroused
  on demand. He will have a complete reliance upon the female.
  He is already as you say intimidated by female beauty and if
  he is kept completely out of contact with boys of his own age
  he will not be able to compare his experiences. In fact it
  would not be advisable for him to have any authoritarian
  contact with any male." Jane leaned back in her chair and
  continued. "He will feel totally secure, he will know that he
  will always be loved and cared for, at the same time on a
  different level he will be in a constant state of
  embarrassment and sexual awareness."
  Lady Rawlings smiled at Jane. The afternoon had been a
  revelation to her, although she had clear ideas about the
  future of the boy, it had not always been possible to map out
  the practicalities of his upbringing. Having Jane in the house
  would be more than a pleasure and even though she knew her
  daughter would be taking a keen interest in the boy, she
  realised that constant supervision was the best solution.
  Diane and Veronica would be back at school for their last year
  and she herself had many commitments, not least of which was
  her duty as magistrate for the Manx judiciary.
  "If you are able to start here soon I think it would be
  advisable for you to have complete supervision of the house
  staff. As you know we have two maids. One of which has just
  arrived as a refugee. They are both extremely pretty and may
  on occasions provide you with some amusement. There are also
  two girls in the kitchen. Rachael and Claire, they are
  seventeen and eighteen years old and live here. In fact we are
  very self contained. The estate office is situated in 'Far
  Acre' That is six miles away. We have over sixteen staff who
  run the farm estate, none of these have any contact with the
  household. In fact we allow no visitors at all. Provisions are
  delivered to the gate house lobby and are brought up by the
  kitchen staff each morning. The house as you saw when you came
  is completely walled off so everything within the gardens is
  private to myself and household staff." Jane smiled as her
  Ladyship explained the intricacies of the  household. "Most
  large estates like this suffer from gossip, especially in the
  villages. For that reason I have chosen that everyone who
  works here lives in. None of the staff have any family, so
  apart from shopping trips to Douglas, they have no contact
  with the outside world. Even though I have had on occasions to
  discipline all of the staff we have a very pleasant happy
  atmosphere. Jane smiled. "Do you mean by discipline that you
  have caned their bottoms." Lady Rawlings gave an impish smile
  to her new young governess. "Yes all of them at one time or
  another, and I am sure you will be doing the same after all
  they will be your responsibility.
  
  "Tell me about the maids and the kitchen staff and what their
  exact responsibilities are, and then you can tell me about
  Richard." Lady Rawlings smiled. "I think if I am going to be
  talking for the rest of the afternoon we had better have some
  tea." She rang the bell cord hanging from the wall at the side
  of her chair. "Wendy, who answered the door to you, will
  probably answer the bell. I will get Annette to bring the tea
  tray and you will be able to have a look at her. I will tell
  you about the kitchen maids first. They are Rachael and
  Claire. Rachael is from Douglas and was up before me in court
  as a ward. Her mother died just after she was fifteen, her
  father had abandoned the family years before to live on the
  mainland. I don't think there was too much love in the family
  and I took pity on her and gave her a job here. She is under a
  supervisory order until she is twenty-one years old. In
  essence that means that she is legally in my charge. If she
  were to leave she would be brought back or jailed upon my
  decision. She has responded well to kindness and has become an
  excellent member of the household. She is well built,
  certainly not  plump but shall we say well rounded. I showed
  her kindness and apart from one little incidence which was the
  first time I punished her, her conduct has been flawless. In
  fact the only time she makes a mistake is on purpose" Jane
  nodded her head. "Tell me what little incidence and what you
  did about it." 
  "I thought you would pick me up on that. She spilled a large
  copper cooking pot of soup all over the kitchen floor just
  prior to dinner. Diane had brought Veronica to the house for
  the first time and was rather annoyed when we could not serve
  soup. They laughed about it afterwards, but I do think Diane
  was very annoyed at the time."
  "How did you punish her?"
  "A good smack bottom of course!"
   Jane waited knowing that if she did Lady Rawlings would go on
  with her story. "I was rather tempted to punish her there and
  then in the kitchen but I was not sure how she would react
  with Claire present so I waited until the next day and had her
  come here to my study. I chastised her verbally but with I
  hope understanding. She broke down into to tears and said that
  she admitted it should not have happened and that she thought
  the world of me and would do anything to make it up, In fact I
  seem to be suffering a lot with hero worship at the moment,
  Wendy is just as bad." Jane smiled, her understanding of human
  nature surpassed her years. "It is very normal for girls to
  get a crush on their elders and betters as well as their
  peers." Lady Rawlings nodded her agreement. She brushed back
  her hair with her hand and smiled at Jane. "Of course I
  already had an inkling of how the girl felt and I really was
  hesitant about punishing her, however there was something in
  her voice that prompted me to carry out what I had already
  planned. I told her that in view of the seriousness of  the
  occasion I would have to cane her bottom. To my surprise she
  blushed bright red but nodded her head and said 'I know
  madam.' She might have heard that Wendy had already had a
  smack bottom with the hairbrush I imagine the girls do confide
  in each other occasionally. To cut a long story short, and I
  will have to if I am ever going to brief you on the rest of
  the household. I told her to take off her kitchen coat. It is
  a white coat and often their only clothing apart from
  underwear, it often gets very hot in the kitchen. She obeyed
  without hesitation although I must say she looked very shy and
  embarrassed. She was wearing a lace bra and panties
  underneath, obviously not expensive but quite pretty. Her
  figure is quite astounding without clothes and of course
  kitchen coats do conceal most of ones shape. I made her stand
  in her underwear while I fetched a riding crop from the
  cupboard  I didn't have a cane at that time. I noticed she had
  kept her flat shoes on so I made her bend over and take them
  off. She really looked very pretty bending over. Her breasts
  are very large and I remember wanting to see how firm they
  were, so I instructed her to take off her bra and lay her
  upper body flat on the desk. She seemed extremely shy at
  having to take off her bra, but she obeyed without hesitation.
  She really has quite magnificent breasts." Jane smiled. "I
  always strip the girls at school quite naked it increases
  their shame and of course makes them feel far more vulnerable.
  Unless of course we are doing an exposure." Lady Rawlings
  looked quizzically at the young girl. "Exposure? I am not
  familiar with the term."
  Jane smiled. "It is when we want to make a girl particularly
  embarrassed in a certain situation. I will make her hold her
  skirt to her waist and pull her knickers down as far as her
  knee's. It is quite effective. I'll explain some of our
  methods to you when I start.. I am presuming that I will be
  starting."
  "Of course Jane.." Lady Rawlings pretty lips drew back in a
  smile, revealing perfect white even teeth. "I had decided that
  you were perfect for the job during our little interlude
  earlier."
  Jane smiled at her ladyship adjusting her body lazily in the
  easy chair. "Do go on with your story."
  "Well I waited until she was bent over the desk and laid the
  crop on the top beside her head so that she would see it close
  up. I stood behind her and pulled her panties down to the
  floor. She had bent over with her legs together so that I had
  no problem in taking them down. I lifted her feet one by one
  and took her panties off. I remember saying 'right my girl, up
  on your toes and get that bottom high in the air.' She obeyed
  immediately she really pushed her bottom up, arching her back.
  She looked quite magnificent bending naked like that. I took
  the cane and put tapped it upwards between her legs. I said
  'As high as you can with that bottom' or words to that effect.
  She really strained to get her bottom higher and as arched her
  back I gave her the first stroke right across the middle of
  her bottom. She shook furiously with the first stroke but
  managed to remain bending over. I gave her a second just above
  the first one. She really quivered with the pain. I could see
  her face quite clearly as she had laid her head towards the
  side I was delivering the crop. I remember telling her to get
  her bottom higher as I gave her one more right in the juncture
  between her buttocks and thighs. She really broke then, she
  twisted her body to the side and looked straight at me, her
  breasts were heaving as she twisted body on the desk. I really
  felt sorry for her, but I had decided to give her four and I
  was determined that she would receive them all. 'Back flat on
  the desk and get that bottom up, you have one more to come. If
  you do not obey me I shall give you six.' I think those are
  the words I used." Lady Rawlings looked intently at Jane, she
  could see the excitement in the girls eyes as she recounted
  the details of the young maid's punishment. "I had to wait
  while she regained her composure. She was really trembling by
  the time she was back in position. I remember thinking how
  hard it must be to offer your bottom up for punishment when
  your whole body is on fire with the pain you have already
  received. I made her wait for a few moments knowing that every
  nerve was on edge waiting for the last stroke. I stood back
  and sliced her buttocks from the top. It was more of a
  downward stroke. She broke immediately. She slid to the floor
  and lay there writhing on her bottom. It was such a pretty
  site. I remember chiding her 'What's the matter have you no
  modesty look at you' or words to that effect. She really did
  look delightful. She had a little tuft of hair between her
  legs and a beautiful plump pubis. I watched her as she
  thrashed about on the floor, trying to get the sting out of
  her bottom. When she finally did get up I took her over my
  knee and put some cream on her bottom. I could feel her
  pushing her pubis against my thigh as she laid across me. I
  stroked in-between her legs and she climaxed almost
  immediately. I am sure she now looks forward to being punished
  more than anything else. I am sure she still feels  pain just
  as much as the first time she was beaten, but I think the
  thought of what is to happen afterwards sees her through her
  ordeals."
  A knock at the door interrupted their conversation. "I think
  Wendy has taken far too long in answering my bell. Perhaps
  this will give you an opportunity to have a look at the girl
  in more detail." Lady Rawlings turned her head toward the
  door. "Come in." Both Wendy and Annette appeared through the
  door pushing a tea trolley. They wheeled it into the room
  adjacent to Lady Rawlings and her young guest.
  "I took the liberty Madam of bringing both tea and coffee.
  There are some cakes as well Ma'am." Lady Rawlings laughed.
  "You have been busy, I thought you were taking a long time
  answering the bell." Wendy stood up primly "I'm sorry Madam, I
  just thought as it was already passed half past three, that
  you might be ready for tea."
  Lady Rawlings smiled at her young maid. "You are perfectly
  right this time Wendy, Would you and Annette care to pour."
  Lady Rawlings turned toward Jane. "Will you take tea or
  coffee?"  Jane looked intently at both girls watching their
  movements. "I will have tea please."
  Lady Rawlings let the girls pour the tea and uncover the
  pastries before she spoke. "Wendy and Annette come and stand
  in front of me, I want to introduce you to Jane Marwood." She
  watched Jane observing the girls as they moved to stand in
  front of the easy chairs. Jane looked the girls up and down as
  they stood side by side. Wendy with long slender legs stood a
  head taller than Annette. Both maids were wearing short black
  dresses, showing off their bare thighs to pretty effect. Lady
  Rawlings smiled up at them. "This is Jane Marwood, who will be
  taking over the supervision of Richard's education as well as
  his physical and moral well being. She will be in complete
  charge of the household during my absences and will have
  charge of the day to day running with myself. I think you may
  address her as Miss or Miss Marwood." Lady Rawlings turned to
  Jane with a warm smile. "What would you prefer Jane?" Jane
  smiled up at the girls. Her beautiful delicate features giving
  no hint of the discipline that she was about to wield. "I will
  be quite happy to be addressed as Miss and I am sure that we
  will get along splendidly."  Both Wendy and Annette bobbed a
  little curtsey and said, "Yes Miss." in unison.
  "Good I think we will all benefit from Jane's presence." Lady
  Rawlings could not help thinking how true her words might be.
  She continued. "I will inform you of which rooms Jane will
  occupy when I have time to show her round. I wish to inform
  Richard myself so I would prefer it if you did not mention it
  yet. I will be visiting the kitchens later so again I will
  inform Rachael and Claire. Off you go, you may come and
  collect the tea things in half an hour."
  Jane watched as the girls walked primly from the room. She was
  delighted with them both, she turned to Her Ladyship. "They
  really are very pretty girls and obviously most obedient and
  willing. I would say Wendy is already bound by love and I
  imagine Annette is not far behind."
  Lady Rawlings nodded. "You are right, I think Annette is most
  grateful for her situation here. Her life in Asia I understand
  was most traumatic. She seems determined to do exactly what
  she is told in order to keep her position. I would imagine she
  is willing to put up with most things, she is old enough not
  to forget the violence or her hunger and poverty in Vietnam." 
  "I would like to hear about Claire if you feel like indulging
  me." Lady Rawlings laughed her pretty eyes revealing the
  merriment she felt. "You really are going to keep on the
  straight and narrow aren't you. But of course you are quite
  right we have so much to discuss we will be in conference for
  days." She sat back and swung her bare legs up underneath her.
  "I really do feel like a pussy cat that as had the cream, What
  you did earlier has proved very therapeutic." Jane smiled. "I
  am sure I enjoyed it as much as you. You have a beautiful body
  and you really do move so prettily when you are aroused." Lady
  Rawlings was surprised to feel her self blush. "Do you realise
  you have made me blush, not something I have done for a long
  time." Jane laughed. "I think we are all capable of
  embarrassment in the right circumstances. I was rather
  apprehensive when I came here. I have always wanted charge of
  a young boy and I was rather worried that mother's description
  of the boy was overly flattering. I must be honest and say
  until I had met you I was not sure that your standards would
  meet mine. I don't mean that as a detrimental remark but more
  in the way that when you want something as badly as I do, you
  are in fear of being let down. Let's talk about Claire, as you
  probably have gathered I would like to talk about the boy
  last."
  Lady Rawlings was looking intently at Jane, her voice was
  quiet and serious as she spoke. "I will tell you about Claire,
  but let me put your mind at rest on Richard. He is everything
  you have been led to expect. His physical appearance is
  exceptional. For my daughter to enthuse about Richard the way
  she did I knew he must be above the ordinary. When I first saw
  him I knew she was right. But let me continue with Claire. She
  is from the same orphanage as Richard. I saw her there.. oh it
  must be four years ago. I had been invited to present the
  education certificates to fifteen year olds. Claire I believe
  was in the form below. I noticed her initially because of her
  beauty. She stood out from the others not just with her looks
  but her graceful movements, even in orphanage clothing she had
  an air and manner that didn't belong in those stark, austere
  surroundings. I mentioned her to Matron who said that she was
  a quiet unassuming girl. She was bright in class and yet
  showed kindness and deference to the others. I decided to
  bring her here. She is, like Rachael and Richard under my
  legal guardianship until she is twenty-one years old. She is
  seventeen at present."
  "Why did you decide to use her in the kitchen, if she is so
  graceful I mean?" Jane inquired.
  "Well Wendy was already here and so I started Claire in the
  Kitchen with perhaps the thought of moving her later on. It
  was after I had disciplined Rachael that I was in the kitchen
  one day and noticed that Claire was wearing perfume. I
  immediately recognised it as Chanel 5. So I knew it must have
  been mine, obviously taken from my dressing table. The girls
  help clean the rooms so Claire would have ample opportunity to 
  take a quick dab of perfume. I questioned her immediately and
  she admitted trying some on. I think my best ideas come on the
  spur of the moment. I instructed Rachael to take Claire up to
  the bathroom and wash her from head to toe. Up in between her
  legs in her bottom in fact everywhere. Both girls were
  blushing furiously but I continued to instruct them. After
  Rachael had bathed Claire she was to bring her as she was
  (naked in other words) down to my office where she would
  receive the cane. Rachael told me later that Claire had
  climaxed as soon as she had began to wash between her legs. In
  fact I believe she climaxed three times before Rachael had
  finished." Jane was leaning forward her eyes sparkling as Lady
  Rawlings recounted the events. "I was in my office by the time
  the girls came down. Claire was blushing from head to toe. It
  was the first time I had seen her naked. Her body is quite
  beautiful she has quite large breasts for such a slender frame
  and her waist is absolutely tiny. She has long slender legs
  and only wisp of hair between her legs. The girl was covering
  her pubis with her hands. I remember hair squirming as she
  stood in front of me. One thing I did notice was a certain
  excitement within Rachael. She had obviously enjoyed bathing
  the girl and I suspect making her climax. I made Claire stand
  to attention with her hands by her sides. She was shivering
  from head to toe. I fetched the cane (I bought several soon
  after I had had to use a riding crop on Rachael) and swished
  it through the air. Her look of anguish was exquisite. I bent
  her over the desk with her arms outstretched on either side.
  Her breasts were nicely squashed against the leather surface.
  I instructed Rachael to stand to the girls side and put one
  hand underneath her tummy. I reached between the girls legs
  and placed Rachael's hand so that she was cupping the girl's
  pubis. I told her to take a tight hold knowing that her
  fingers would press into the vagina. I made Rachael press down
  on the small of the girls back with her other hand.  I gave
  her four sound strokes of the cane in quick succession. She
  bucked and reared but managed to stay bent over. As soon as
  Rachael had released her she slumped at my feet holding on to
  my legs, pleading that she was sorry. She really was in quite
  a state. I felt so sorry for her that I sat down and took her
  over my knee immediately. The most unusual occurrence was that
  Rachael took a tube of cream from her pocket. The same make of
  cream that I had used on her, and handed it to me. "I thought
  you might need this she said." Can you imagine, she was hoping
  that I would do to Claire what I had done to her."
  Jane smiled. "You obliged of course."
  "Yes of course." Lady Rawlings laughed. "But I began to
  understand that Rachael was really fond of Claire and that she
  genuinely hoped I would treat her in the same way. I mean even
  to bringing the same type of cream down from the bathroom. I
  always keep some here anyway. I instructed Rachael to stroke
  the girl gently while I rubbed cream on her bottom. It was
  really a revelation of her feelings for the girl. She stroked
  her hair and then I noticed her put her hand under the girls
  breast. I put cream on her poor bottom. The marks were quite
  livid and I had to be very gentle with her. I pushed my hands
  between her bottom cheeks and popped a finger into her vagina.
  I could feel her move her hips almost immediately and it
  couldn't have been more that a few minutes before she climaxed
  so strongly that I thought she was going to have a fit.
  Rachael in the meantime I am sure was squeezing the poor girls
  nipples. Since that time they have become inseparable, really
  good friends and I am sure that hop into each others bed. They
  share a bedroom through choice although I have offered them
  bedrooms of their own."
  Jane leaned back a smile on her face. "I am really looking
  forward to being here. I think that I will have to plan my
  contact with all the girls rather carefully, but I am sure
  that tenderness coupled with discipline will give me the
  control I need. What I need now is to discuss Richard in
  detail, so that we are both in absolute agreement about his
  upbringing."
  "I have no doubt we are already in perfect agreement, but I
  will give you a run down on everything that has happened so
  far. I have received his school reports from the orphanage and
  all his medical details."
  Lady Rawlings proceeded to tell Jane about Richard,
  interrupted only by the maids clearing away the tea trolley.
  They talked at length, the sun's rays slowly diminishing
  through the study window. It was early evening by the time
  they had finished. As they got up from their chairs, Lady
  Rawlings said. "I have an idea how you could see Richard and
  yet still meet him on fresh ground on Monday morning. That is
  if you would like to stay for dinner. I will ask Wendy and
  Annette to have their meals with Richard in the small drawing
  room and we will eat in the dining room. Claire and Rachael
  enjoy eating in the small conservatory which is just off from
  the kitchens, so you will be able to meet them on your own
  terms. How would that suit you?" Jane nodded her agreement.
  Lady Rawlings continued I will put Richard to bed early and
  you can see him when he is asleep. He has been at the lake
  with Diane as Veronica is shopping in Douglas. He is usually
  tired after swimming all day, so I think you would be able to
  leave about nine. How long does it take to get back to the
  school?"
  "Oh.. about ten minutes I suppose, there is never any traffic
  around here and the road is good for a country road."
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was nine o clock in the evening when Lady Rawlings and Jane
  Marwood slipped quietly into Richard's bedroom. The room was
  dark apart from moonlight from the stone framed window which
  cast a silvery light over the bed. Lady Rawlings reached down
  and turned on the bedside light. A soft glow lit the room and
  for the first time Jane Marwood was able to see her new
  charge.
  "Isn't he beautiful." Jane whispered as she bent over the bed
  watching the young boy in repose. Richard did not stir as Lady
  Rawlings carefully lifted the covers and drew them back to the
  end of the bed, fully exposing the boy's naked body. Richard
  was laid on his back with his head turned to one side. Jane
  examined the boy carefully from head to toe. Indeed he was
  more than she imagined. She looked at the pale smooth skin,
  his graceful torso and legs before focusing her attention on
  his penis and testicles.  His penis was slightly laying across
  his thigh. Jane was sorely tempted to gently cup his penis and
  testicles in her hand but knew that the risk of waking him
  would spoil her future plans. After a few moments Lady
  Rawlings raised an enquiring eye to Jane. The girl nodded and
  Her Ladyship gently drew the covers back over the sleeping
  boy. As they descended the stairs Jane could not help the
  excitement in her voice. She put her arm around Lady Rawlings
  and kissed her tenderly on the cheek.
  Lady Rawlings smiled. It was now time for her own curiosity to
  be filled. "I know it's late Jane but I would like you to do
  one thing for me before you go. I know we have spent most of
  the day going through our arrangements, but it will not take
  long." Jane leaned against her companion. "Of course anything
  you want you only have to ask." They entered the small sitting
  room to the right of the staircase. Lady Rawlings immediately
  sat down on the large settee looking up at the young girl.
  "What is it you want." Jane smiled down at her Ladyship as she
  spoke.
  "I want you to strip off your clothes so that I can have a
  good look at your body." Jane looked shocked for a second and
  then smiled. "I suppose fair is fair and I did take you rather
  by surprise." Without hesitation she began to undo the buttons
  of her shirt, the white silk contrasted starkly with tanned
  flesh as she slowly revealed her naked breasts. She pulled the
  silk from beneath the broad leather belt and shrugged off the
  garment on to the floor. Her breasts were magnificent, jutting
  straight out from above her narrow waist. Quickly she undid
  the leather belt letting it drop to the floor. Her red
  fingernails flashed in the light of the fire as she undid the
  waistband of her skirt. It slid down her tanned thighs to her
  feet. She stood for a moment, her splendidly proportioned body
  glistening with health. She hooked her long delicate fingers
  into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down over
  her beautifully proportioned thighs and over her knees to the
  floor. She kicked them off and stood in front of her Ladyship.
  Her nipples stood out in sharp relief against the contours of
  her firm breasts. The dark aureoles were large and plump
  accentuating the firm flesh of the nipple. Her waist, so tiny
  against the plump firm flesh of her breasts. Her hips swelled
  below the tiny waist, a beautiful curvature to the slender
  legs below. Lady Rawlings leaned forward and cupped her hand
  between the girls legs. Her fingers gently caressing the
  prominent mound of her smoothly shaven pubis. Without warning
  she slipped a finger between the fleshy mounds at either side
  of her vagina. "Why Jane you are quite moist. Why don't you
  come and sit on my knee." Jane moved forward gracefully, her
  ladyships hand still cupping her pubis as she sat down on her
  knees. "Now lean back on the settee so that you are laid with
  just your bottom on my knees. Jane smiled, almost shyly as she
  leaned back on to the soft cushions and swung her legs up on
  to the other side of the settee. "Open up a bit I want to have
  a little look at you." Her Ladyships voice was soft and low as
  she gently parted the girls thighs. "Now I can get at you, my
  you have a nice plump pussy." Gently her ladyship parted the
  ripe folds of the labia and pushed her finger firmly up into
  the girl. She could feel and immediate response as she slowly
  rotated her finger up inside her juicy orifice. She pushed a
  second finger up into the moist flesh quickly jack-knifing her
  two fingers. With her other hand she drew back the prepuce
  exposing the hard nub of the clitoris with feathery strokes of
  her fingers she watched the clitoris swell. Jane had never
  been so expertly seduced before. She could not help herself as
  her hips began to undulate in circular motions between the
  busy fingers of Her Ladyship. "Try and control yourself a
  little longer I want you to have a nice big climax. There I
  can see you are losing control." Lady Rawlings quickened her
  fingers until the girls hips strained upwards beneath her.
  Just as she began to climax Lady Rawlings pinched the clitoris
  hard. The girl bucked as she pinched and rubbed the tender
  flesh, her other hand busy deep inside the girl's vagina.
  "There you are feeling that aren't you." Her Ladyships words
  were calculated to increase the girls passion. "Argghhh
  mmmmnnn oooh yes sss. Jane arched her back, her bottom was
  lifted up off her Ladyships knees as she climaxed. "Arggghhh
  aarrggg mmm." She felt completely out of control as a finger
  suddenly speared up into her bottom. "Arrrgghhh.arrrggh." Jane
  rolled her head from side to side as wave after wave of
  sensual pleasure coursed through her body. Gradually her
  orgasm subsided. She felt the finger being withdrawn gently
  from her bottom and the delicate feathery strokes of Her
  Ladyships fingers over thighs and tummy. "Just you relax for a
  few moments, while I stroke you gently, there my poor baby
  there " Lady Rawlings cooed softly to the young girl. Feathery
  touches caressing her fine skin.
  It was several minutes before Jane moved lazily off her
  Ladyship's knee and on to the cushions beside her. She curled
  her pretty legs beneath her and leaned against the back of the
  settee with her body turned toward her companion. "That was
  wonderful, Thankyou. May I kiss you?" Jane leaned forward
  without waiting for a reply and kissed the beautiful lips of
  her Ladyship. Her breasts were thrust against her body as she
  pushed her tongue deep inside her mouth.
  It was past ten-o-clock before Jane stood in the hallway of
  the Manor House. The outside door was open as they walked
  through to the stone steps leading to the drive. Jane's brand
  new Austin Healey stood gleaming beneath the portico lights.
  "I will see you late on Sunday evening, my bags will arrive
  some time on Saturday, I would prefer it if only you unpacked
  the large one. Everything else can be done by the maids." Lady
  Rawlings smiled. "You have your own canes then?" Jane smiled
  impishly as she opened the door of her car and swung her
  pretty legs over the sill. "Oh yes a huge variety  and other
  things as well!" She started the car and slammed the car door
  shut. Leaning out of the window she shouted to Lady Rawlings,
  her voice only just audible against the revving engine. "It's
  my turn next."
  
  
  
  
                          BOOK TWO 
  
  
  
  
  "This is Richard Chambers" Jane relished hearing those words as
  she stood in front of her desk facing Lady Rawlings and the boy.
  Her memory of Richard was accurate but she had not been able to
  see his eyes or the profile of his face from the front. "Step
  forward Richard and greet your new governess." Lady Rawlings
  pushed the boy forward until he was stood directly in front of
  Jane. Jane placed her hand under his chin and raised his head so
  that she could look directly into his eyes. "I am Miss Marwood 
  your Governess." She spoke slowly and insistently as she
  revelled in her first contact with the boy. I am going to be
  teaching you your lessons and I want you to work hard and be
  obedient  do you understand?" Richard nodded his head. "Yes Miss
  Marwood."
  "Well done, you need not call me Miss Marwood unless you want to
  attract my attention, please address me as Miss when answering
  my questions."
  "Yes Miss." Richard's face had coloured up at the touch of her
  hand and her steady gaze. He was completely mesmerised by her
  beauty. Her gentle touch against his face had made him dizzy. He
  looked at her through a haze of embarrassment, not daring to
  catch her eye.
  " Right you can go and sit at that desk over there, you will see
  that your books are in the drawers at each side. We will be
  starting with English, so if you would like to find your books
  for that subject while I see Her Ladyship out. Jane followed
  Lady Rawlings out of the study and closed the door behind her.
  "Please call me Victoria, I only get called Her Ladyship by
  officials or peasants." She laughed as Jane took her arm. "He
  looks everything I expected and his demeanour is perfect. I
  shall need  about three weeks before I first start to mould him.
  As we discussed he needs to feel secure and loving towards me
  before I can begin to influence his nature." Victoria smiled. "I
  understand perfectly and I know attention to detail is as
  important to you as it is to me. Would you like me to send Wendy
  in at eleven with morning tea? I already know the arrangements
  you would like for Richard."
  "That would be fine I will ring if there is anything else."
  Richard sorted through his books but his mind was in a turmoil.
  He had felt clumsy and awkward standing before her and what was
  worse he knew he could not help himself. She was the most
  beautiful person he had ever seen. His feelings of inferiority
  were such that he found it almost impossible to articulate.
  Jane had dressed impeccably for the occasion she wore a blue
  silk shirt with a large cameo broach at the collar. Her skirt
  was fine blue cotton with pleats at either side. Her tanned legs
  were covered in sheer silk, which accentuated their perfection.
  Jane had deliberately worn high heels so that she would have
  extra height. The dark blue of the Italian leather neatly
  encased her dainty feet.
  Jane re-entered the study, which her ladyship had carefully
  set out. The large desk faced the smaller one squarely, they
  were set about six feet apart. Her ladyships attention to
  detail and been impeccable. Pens, exercise books and paper had
  been supplied to both desks. A carafe of water had been placed
  on the corner of her desk next to a bell push. Jane sat down,
  her fingers brushing over the fine yew surround of the desk
  and on to the thick leather covered top. She looked across at
  Richard who sat expectantly with his English text and exercise
  books open. Jane did not speak but looked intently at the boy,
  watching him blush as he met her gaze. She looked down and
  opened the middle drawer of her desk. She had to stifle a
  giggle as she saw all of her canes had been neatly laid on the
  green baize of the drawer lining. On top of the canes was a
  hand written note. "Enjoy  V" Jane smiled to herself and
  closed the drawer. She looked up and addressed Richard. "Come
  and stand by my side and show me your text and exercise books
  will you Richard." Her voice was cool and precise. She watched
  him get up from his desk, noticing his grey worsted jacket and
  grey short trousers were obviously brand new and being worn
  for the first time. Richard walked forward and stood at the
  side of her desk. She leaned her body towards him and put her
  arm around his legs drawing him closer until his body was
  touching hers. She kept her hand on his thigh, feeling the
  warmth of his body though the material of his short trousers.
  "Now show me where you are up to." Jane spoke softly almost
  intimately to him as he placed his books upon her desk. "Er..
  I am up to here." Richard pointed to a passage from the test
  book. "We were doing comprehension Miss."  Jane smiled
  sweetly, looking up into his face. Richard turned his head
  toward her, aware of her gaze. She felt a thrill as he blushed
  profusely, quickly turning his head back to the books in front
  of them. Jane looked at the text and pointed with her pretty
  fingers at the start of the passage of text. Read this chapter
  for me Richard, I want to see if you pronounce the words
  correctly.  You can pick up the text book and stand up
  straight. She could feel the boy's discomfort and
  embarrassment emanating from him as she slowly let her hand
  trail down over his short trousers and on to his bare thigh.
  She lightly played her fingers up and down his leg as he began
  to read. His voice was almost trembling as he started the
  first passage. "Clear your throat Richard and start again  a
  little louder and firmer this time." Richard straightened his
  shoulders and held the book up higher as if it would project
  his voice further. Jane relaxed her body as the boy began to
  read. His voice was clear and his pronunciation good although
  Jane thought, his accent could do with a lot of modification.
  Gently she stroked his thigh her fingers occasionally pushing
  up beneath the trouser leg. Richard was blushing a bright
  crimson by the time he had finished the chapter. Jane let go
  of his legs and leaned back in her chair, her breasts
  thrusting against the silk of her dark blue blouse as she
  altered her position. "Very good for a first attempt Richard.
  Go and sit down and write an explanation of what Sheridan
  meant to say by introducing that character. Do you understand
  what to do?"
  "Er Yes Miss I think I understand." Richard stammered as he
  stumbled rather than walked back to his chair. Jane watched him
  as he left her desk, she was almost sure she could detect a
  slight bulge in his trousers.
  Richard worked silently he had had no time to crystallise his
  thoughts about his new governess. He was embarrassed to
  distraction by her beauty and could not bring himself to look
  her in the eye.
  They both sat in silence as the hours passed by. Richard had
  become absorbed in his work and was determined to do his best.
  Jane watched as he wrote his paragraphs on to spare sheets of
  paper, altering them several times before finally copying them
  to his exercise book. Jane sat at her desk writing busily.
  Rather than leave anything to chance she was composing a
  programme of events to give to Her Ladyship. She had already
  laid out a profile of what would be happening with Richard over
  the coming weeks, this was already several pages long. She was
  now composing a programme of events and suggestions with regard
  to the rest of the household staff. She had talked with Lady
  Rawlings the previous evening and explained that her acceptance
  within the household must not just be based on authority alone.
  Much of what she was now writing clarified and recorded their
  conversation. 
  At eleven-o-clock precisely Annette entered with a small tea
  tray which she placed on the desk in front of Jane. She removed
  a glass of orange juice from amongst the pot and jugs and placed
  it in front of Richard. She smiled at the boy and turned to
  Jane. "Will there be anything else Miss?" Jane shook her head.
  "No Thankyou Annette, that will be all for now." She watched the
  girl leave and turned to Richard who was still writing. "You may
  have a little break and drink your orange juice if you like. Or
  sip it as you work if you would prefer." Richard looked across
  his desk at Jane. "He could not help dropping his eyes in
  embarrassment as her she fixed her eyes on his. Her beauty
  overwhelmed him. "er.. Thankyou Miss." Richard drank from the
  glass and then looked down once more at his books.
  They worked through the day breaking for lunch in the smaller of
  the two dining rooms. Jane ate lunch alone with the boy watching
  him intently.  She noticed that Richard avoided her gaze when
  ever possible. She was aware the effect she had on him. Once out
  of the corner of her eye during the morning she had seen him
  glance at her as she had leaned back in her chair. She had
  deliberately stretched her shoulders back feeling the tightness
  of the silk against her nipples as her breasts thrust forward.
  She noticed that he had coloured up immediately and bent his
  head back down to his work. Jane had planned her strategy
  carefully avoiding all physical contact until late in the
  afternoon. She walked got up from her desk and moved behind him.
  Carefully she leaned over him. Her breasts pressed against him
  as she bent over and placed her cheek next to his. "Right
  Richard let me see what you have written." She flipped over the
  pages of his book to the start of his essay. She could feel the
  heat from his cheeks as he blushed profusely. She placed her
  cool delicate finger tips on the nape of his neck stroking his
  hair gently as she began to the read through his work. Richard
  was in turmoil, he felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment as
  she leaned against him. Her fingers were cool and gentle against
  his neck, her perfume intoxicating his senses as she whispered
  softly to him. "You are a clever boy, you seem to understand the
  characterisation perfectly and you have written so much.. what
  a lovely boy you are." Her voice was low and sensual as she
  moved her cheek against his. Richard began to tremble unable to
  control his emotions. Her proximity and the intimate way she
  touched him destroyed his equilibrium. Her low sensuous voice
  flattering and praising him was just too much. Jane sensed his
  agitation at once. She knew exactly the effect she was having on
  him. Gently she withdrew her face from his and delicately placed
  a small kiss on his burning cheek. She stood up taking his book
  from the desk. "I will read this through to correct any small
  mistakes you might have made and let you have it back in the
  morning. She moved to the side of the desk and stood with her
  legs astride. "You may get up now and go and play outside if you
  like as long as you are ready for dinner at seven. If you would
  like some tea you can go and see Rachael or Claire in the
  kitchens." She noticed Richard was studiously avoiding eye
  contact with her. She also knew that unless she was mistaken he
  would have an erection. "Come along then up you get, you really
  have done wonderfully well today." She could see the boy's
  absolute anguish as he pushed his chair back. She smiled as he
  turned his body away from her to get up from the far side and
  walk around the back of the chair. She watched with delight as
  he furiously tried to adjust his trousers while his back was
  turned toward her. "Come along Richard, don't you want to go out
  to play." Her voice was light and cheerful." Richard turned
  toward the door trying not to look at her. There was a bulge in
  his trousers which he could not conceal. His head was throbbing
  as he stumbled toward the door. Her voice made him stop in his
  tracks. "Come here Richard and stand in front of me." Richard
  quaked as he heard her instruction. Shame-faced he turned and
  stood in front of her looking down at his feet. Jane examined
  him closely as he stood before her. It was with delight that she
  saw the shape of his penis pushing hard against the material of
  his trouser leg. He had obviously not been able to adjust his
  penis upwards or to the side. It  must be quite painful she
  thought pointing downward like that while it was obviously so
  hard. She took Richard's face between the palm of her hands. Her
  fingers cool against his burning cheeks. She raised his head and
  looked into his eyes. "It is normal manners Richard to turn
  toward ones teacher and ask permission before one leaves the
  room." Jane felt a thrill inside her as she saw the helpless
  look of supplication in his eyes. "I'm sorry Miss he stammered."
  Richard was near to fainting as Jane let go of him and turned
  him toward the door. "Off you go and play. Richard turned the
  handle of the door and stumbled out. His face was burning and
  his head pounding as he walked along the hallway and up the wide
  staircase toward his room.
  
  
  Jane and Victoria were seated in easy chairs by the fireside in
  the small drawing room. They had eaten dinner together with
  Diane and Veronica in the small dining room. Jane had explained
  her intentions to the gathering, talking for almost and hour.
  She had patiently answered both Diane's and Veronica's eager
  questions as well as ascertaining from the girl's the exact
  events leading up to Richard's admission to the household. Jane
  had been very impressed with Diane's easy manner and openness,
  her summing up of the boy's emotions were both incisive and
  accurate. Veronica too, she thought certainly understood the
  subtle nuances that were required in dealing with the boy.
  Victoria leaned forward in her chair and rang the bell cord on
  the wall by the fireplace. "I usually drink wine in the evening,
  would you like to join me. I have some excellent clarets as well
  as a fine selection of Southern and Northern Rhone's. One of my
  favourites is a burgundy from the Cote de Nuits, a La Tache
  which I think you might like. My late husband was a firm
  disciple of the growers from Vosne Romanee and purchased 
  futures for many years before he died. Our cellars here are
  absolutely perfect in all respects, even to a temperature of
  fifty-five degree's and as it is a hobby of mine I take pleasure
  in having wines that Fortnum's are having to pay four times the
  price for." Jane laughed, she knew the wines her Ladyship was
  talking of very well, and indeed their high prices. Wendy
  knocked and entered at her Ladyships beckoning. "Wendy dear,
  would you fetch a bottle of La Tache from the cellar, take it
  from any of the racks from row D." Wendy bobbed to Jane before
  answering her Mistress. "Yes Miss.. shall I bring the Italian
  glasses with it?" Lady Rawlings smiled. "Yes Thankyou I think
  that would be an excellent idea." Jane looked at Victoria as
  Wendy left the room. "I am impressed, she seems to know your
  cellar well and what glasses you might require. Her Ladyship sat
  back in her chair, crossing her tanned legs. She unbuttoned the
  pleat of her dress, leaving her legs bare almost to her panties.
  "I do like to get comfortable in the evening, it's so cosy in
  here that I sometimes stretch out by the fire and listen to the
  Radio or just read." Jane looked over at Veronica's bare legs.
  Her body was quite magnificent, her muscle tone perfect, even
  for a girl ten years younger. Victoria was well aware of Jane's
  examination of her legs. She uncrossed them and stretched them
  out in front of her, slowly smoothing her hand over her thigh.
  "You really have beautiful legs, why don't you pop you clothes
  off and come and lay over my knee. I would love to have another
  look at that bare bottom of yours." Victoria smiled, I would
  love to, but instead I thought I might come and have a look at
  how you have settled into your rooms. The West Wing has the most
  beautiful views and is the only suite of rooms that has it's own
  study, apart from Diane's." Jane smiled knowingly. "I think that
  would be an even better idea. I really do love the rooms, the
  bathroom is amazingly opulent and I love the Louis furniture.
  Are you sure I am not taking up some of your living space?
  "Of course not, my own suite is even larger and I assure you no
  less decadent. We had most of the Manor refurbished over two
  years ago. I think I realised then that I didn't want a house
  that was constantly full of tradesmen and always in need of
  repair. So the whole house was rewired as well as new plumbing.
  I had it done while we went to our Villa in France. I don't
  think I could have stood the upheaval. Rather than have local
  tradesmen in the house I engaged Harrods new property services.
  They sent a designer and an architect so that there was
  continuity throughout the design scheme. I must say they did a
  beautiful job. You ought to see Diane's rooms if you think yours
  are luxurious. She really is an imp, she picked everything
  herself. I remember the designer from Harrods saying that her
  ideas and tastes would do justice to any of the Royal
  households. She really did cost me a fortune though. We have
  mains gas too, although none of the surrounding villages have.
  It pays to sit on the same bench as the Director of the Gas
  Board." Jane could not help laughing. "I suppose you are
  financially very secure, not that I mean to pry." Victoria's
  eyes twinkled in merriment, her red lipstick framing her even
  white teeth as she smiled. "You must never think that there is
  any question that you cannot ask. The answer is yes, My late
  husband's family have had this land since sixteen fifty-one. I
  was the sole heir when my husband died. The estate has over two
  thousand acres, divided between here and the mainland, much of
  which is farmed by tenants. There are several companies on the
  mainland of which I am the major shareholder and in addition I
  own a large portfolio of properties in London. I also own a
  large estate in the South of France. We have a Villa there which
  is built on the coastal estate. It is really beautiful. We have
  our own beach which is surrounded by cliffs. It is impossible
  for anyone to get to the beach unless by boat and as it is
  covered by an old French estate law which is marked on the
  coastal water charts as being off limits. I will take you there
  at the start of the summer holidays as we will all be going
  then. That's about the size of it really, even with taxation I
  seem to be increasing  both the income and the holdings. Of
  course the family solicitors and accountants  are so well
  established (their firms are both over three-hundred years old)
  that I have very few decisions to make. However I do go to all
  the major board meetings and decide on various recommendations
  and acquisitions"
  Jane was not only suitably impressed by the scope of Victoria's
  wealth but also by the acumen her ladyship must have in
  business. Even with inherited wealth it has to be managed
  properly. 
  Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Come
  in." Veronica called as she got up from her chair and pulled a
  small refectory table between their two chairs. Wendy entered
  carrying a silver tray which held a bottle of wine and two
  glasses. She bent over and placed the tray on to the table. Jane
  was delighted to see that the cork had been pulled and was being
  held by a twist of lead foil to the neck of the bottle. The dust
  on the bottle had not been disturbed apart from the neck which
  had been wiped clean. Jane smiled at Wendy as she spoke. "That
  looks very professional Wendy, you have obviously done this
  before. Wendy bobbed a curtsey to Jane. "Yes Miss, Madam showed
  me how to present the wine properly." Lady Rawlings smiled at
  her young maid. "You do it very well all the same. It is getting
  rather late and I don't imagine we will need anything else. Why
  don't you go and get your night things on and you and Annette
  can come down and say goodnight." Wendy bobbed to Her Ladyship.
  "Shall I tell Annette to put her night things on too Miss. "Of
  course and don't be too long as Miss Marwood and I will be going
  to bed ourselves soon." Wendy bobbed one more curtsey and left
  the room. Jane looked at Veronica with an enquiring eye. "Is it
  usual for them to come down and say goodnight or are you doing
  it for my benefit. Veronica laughed. "Well they always come and
  see if there is anything else I want before they retire, but not
  as a rule in their night clothes." Veronica said no more but
  leaned forward and poured wine into both glasses. She handed one
  to Jane and held her glass up in front of her. "Here is to you
  Jane, it is so nice to have someone to discuss things with."
  They both drank from their glasses Jane took her drink and
  settled back in her chair. Veronica put her glass down and stood
  up, moving over to Jane she leaned over and kissed Jane full on
  the lips. "Don't spill your wine  I just wanted to do that I
  feel very warm towards you." Jane understood how Lady Rawlings
  must feel. "I do understand Veronica, it must be hard, even
  having such a lovely daughter, to find someone to share your
  thoughts with. I have always had my mother, but it does seem
  easier when you are not related. It is often hard to think of
  one's mother or I suppose one's daughter as just a friend. Jane
  raised her glass toward Victoria. "Here's to you.. and to us
  together, what do you say?" Veronica gave a low chuckle. "An
  admirable toast." She took her glass and touched it against
  Jane's.
  Both women turned their heads towards the door as they heard the
  sound of someone knocking softly. Lady Rawlings called for the
  girls to enter as she got up from her chair. Annette and Wendy
  entered the room, both of them looked up timidly to their
  Mistress as  they stood on the rich olive green Axminster, their
  bare feet just visible under their long dressing gowns.
  "Lady Rawlings addressed the girls. "I know you have met Miss
  Marwood briefly, but I would like her to have a closer look at
  you both. So you first Annette off with your dressing gown and
  stand in front of Miss Marwood. "Victoria's voice was soft but
  firm. Annette obeyed immediately taking off her new dressing
  gown she moved in front of Jane. She wore a silk short night
  dress that finished just below her hips. The matching panties
  were trimmed with a ruffled lace. Her pretty cheeks blushed as
  Jane looked her up and down. Without warning Victoria moved
  behind her sand pulled her panties down to her knees. "Hand
  above you head now ." She warned as she took the hem of the
  night dress and pulled it up and over the girls head. Jane
  leaned forward and pulled the flimsy panties down to her feet.
  "Take those off and give them to her Ladyship." She commanded
  smartly. "Now stand straight with your arms by your side so I
  can have a proper look at you."  Annette blushed but did as she
  had been told. Her firm breasts stood proudly above her slim
  waist. Jane looked at the girl's smoothly shaven pubis. The
  plump flesh between her legs had been lightly talcum powdered.
  "Open your legs." Jane commanded as she got up from her chair
  and stood in front of the girl. "She placed her hand gently on
  the girl's breast, tweaking the erect nipple with her delicate
  fingers. "You have a lovely body, you must be very proud of it."
  Jane smiled kindly at the blushing girl. With out preamble she
  cupped her free hand between the young maid's legs, squeezing
  the soft mound of flesh intimately. Jane moved her face close to
  girls blushing cheeks, at the same time she felt the moist lips
  of  the labia part as she slipped her forefinger up inside  the
  young girl. Jane looked intently at the girls face as she
  slipped a second finger up into her. Annette had began to
  tremble as Jane quickly moved her fingers inside her, arousing
  the sensitive membranes of her most intimate part. Jane squeezed
  the girl's nipple hard as she watched  her close her eyes. Her
  pretty lips were parted as she drew deep breaths of air in
  response to Jane's busy fingers expertly arousing her.
  Involuntarily she squeezed her thighs together unable to
  disguise the wave of sexual arousal she felt course through her
  trembling body. Victoria looked over at Wendy and smiled at her.
  Wendy's face was blushing furiously, her delicate lips trembling
  as she looked at the naked body of her companion. Victoria was
  sure that is was not just the embarrassment she felt for her
  friend but the knowledge that it would probably be her turn
  next. Jane took her hand from the girl's breast and slid it
  around her waist, gently indicating that the girl should kneel.
  Annette was thankful for the gesture she was trembling from head
  to foot. She sank gratefully to her knees and then forward on to
  her hands. Jane had kept up the insistent rhythm of her fingers
  during their change of position. Now as she bent over the her
  she was able to explore the cheeks of the maid's bottom with her
  free hand. She slid her fingers down the crease of the buttocks
  quickly locating the sphincter. Without warning she deftly slid
  her forefinger up into the girl's bottom. "Arrggghh" Annette
  wailed as Jane quickly thrust her finger even further up into
  her anal passage. The girl's body moved sensuously as Jane
  brought her to a reluctant orgasm. Annette could not help
  herself as she threw back her head, moaning loudly as she
  climaxed. Wendy watched on helplessly, aware that her turn was
  to come. She squeezed her legs together miserably aware that she
  was already wet between her legs. Lady Rawlings observed the
  proceedings, occasionally casting an eye over to Wendy who was
  trembling visibly. She had decided to observe rather than
  participate in order to see how Jane coped with the girls.
  Annette could control her limbs no longer and sank to the floor
  as her climax receded. She was only just aware of Jane's fingers
  being gently withdrawn from her vagina and her bottom. Her face
  rested on the carpet as she became aware of gentle fingers being
  stroked down her back and over her buttocks. After a few moments
  caressing the prostrate girl Jane spoke gently to her. "Get up
  now and go and sit on Her ladyships knee." Victoria smiled
  knowing that Jane was aware that she had been dying to stroke
  the girl and yet had desisted for the sake of her new governess.
  Jane sat back in her chair. "Why Wendy you are trembling come
  and stand in front of me you poor girl, whatever is the matter
  don't you think your friend enjoyed that." Wendy's face was a
  picture of distress as she came to stand in front of the new
  governess. "Well Wendy don't you think she enjoyed it." Wendy
  managed to stammer an answer. "er.. I don't know Miss." She
  looked sheepish as she answered. The cool stare of the new young
  governess unnerved her. "Well turn around and ask her, there's
  a good girl." Wendy blushed a deep red and turned to Annette who
  was sitting on her Ladyships knee. Her head was laid against her
  Mistress's shoulder and her eyes were closed. Lady Rawlings
  softly stoked her fingers over the girl's breasts and tummy her
  other hand gently holding the girls waist. "D'..did you enjoy
  that Annette?" Wendy's question was awkward and of course
  unnecessary. Annette looked up at Wendy her eyes appearing
  unfocussed with a dreamy expression. "Yes it was lovely." Her
  voice was soft and low, full of sensuality. Wendy turned to the
  young governess. "Well off with your things, I want to have a
  good look at you." Wendy blushed but something in the young
  woman's voice made her obey immediately. She quickly took off
  her dressing gown and stood up straight in her night dress. The
  silk material was quite transparent and Jane could easily see
  that Wendy had no pubic hair. "Come along off with the rest."
  Wendy blushed again but the effect was negligible against her
  already burning cheeks. She took off her night dress taking it
  over her head and shaking her hair as she laid it on the floor.
  She was tempted to cover her pretty breasts but one look at Jane
  stopped her. Instead she pushed her pretty panties down to  her
  ankles and stepped out of them. "Wendy could not help
  immediately covering her pubis as she straightened up. "Hands on
  your head, come along quickly girl." Jane's voice was stern and
  sharp. "Walk to the end of the room like that and then walk back
  towards me." Wendy blushed and bit her pretty lip, her long
  eyelashes dropping to her cheeks as she heard the command.
  "Blindly she placed her hands on her head, her knees squirming
  together as she tried to hide her intimate part from Jane's
  examining stare. "Look at me Wendy." Jane's voice penetrated the
  girl's haze of embarrassment. Wendy reluctantly opened her eyes
  and looked at the pretty young woman sat before her. Jane smiled
  at her "Don't be a shy girl, we are all friends here, just do as
  you are told.. we don't want to get off on the wrong foot do
  we." Wendy could not help responding to the friendly smile. "I'm
  sorry Miss." she turned and walked self consciously toward the
  door at the far end of the room, turning her body around she
  stood for a moment as if waiting for further instruction and
  then walked slowly back to the chairs by the fireside. Jane was
  delighted with the girl. She did not like girls that were brazen
  or brash. It was the delicate nature and timidity of a sensitive
  young girl that appealed to her. She stood up as Wendy
  approached and stood in front of her. Placing her hands on the
  girl's shoulders she turned her round and quickly bent her over.
  "Hold on to your ankles Wendy there's a good girl." Wendy
  quickly took her hands from her head and grasped her ankles. She
  gasped as she felt the smooth palm of Jane's hand run down her
  back and over the twin hillocks of her bottom. "Legs apart, come
  along now." Jane forced her hand between the trembling girl's
  thighs making her spread her legs wider. Wendy grunted as she
  shuffled her legs apart still managing to clasp her ankles. She
  shivered as she felt Jane's hand under her tummy quickly moving
  across the sensitive flesh to cup her naked pubis. She shuddered
  as she felt Jane's other hand move over her buttocks and part
  the cheeks of her bottom. She could not help shuddering as she
  felt a finger probe the tender opening of her sphincter. "You
  naughty girl you are all wet." Jane chided as she pushed two
  fingers up between the smoothly shaven labia, delicately sliding
  them up and down the plump folds of flesh. Deftly she pushed her
  fingers straight up into the vagina. Jane was delighted to find
  the girl so wet. Quickly her fingers sought every part of her
  tight little orifice. Her experienced hands quickly stimulated
  the girl to arousal. "Oop's there we are." She pushed her
  forefinger up into the girl's bottom simultaneously pushing her
  other fingers further up into the vagina. Suddenly she pulled
  her fingers from the girl and held her hand flat against the
  trembling girl's tummy, pulling her finger out of her squirming
  bottom. She felt the sphincter firmly contract over her knuckle
  as she withdrew. Jane quickly pulled the bending girl towards
  her chair and sat down placing the naked girl face down over her
  knee. Before the Wendy could protest Jane had pushed her hand
  between the parted legs and slid her fingers between the fleshy
  folds of skin. Immediately she pushed two fingers back up into
  the moist vagina and proceeded to explore and stimulate  the
  sensitive opening. Wendy could not help thrusting her hips
  forward against Jane's hand, her young body responding naively
  to the woman's expert ministrations. Jane felt beneath the girl
  with her free hand, cupping her young breast she pinched the
  nipple, it's point was hard with desire. "My you are a sensitive
  young thing I see I shall have to take you in hand." Her words
  were designed to inflame and embarrass as she cleverly moved her
  fingers inside the tight warm passage. "Arggghh mmmmmnnn 
  Misss sss. "Wendy could not help herself moaning as Jane
  cleverly kept her balanced on the very verge of  an orgasm.
   Her fingers seemed to know exactly what to do to bring the
  girl's naked body to the peak of excitement. "Jane took her hand
  from the soft flesh of the girl's breast and began to stroke her
  shoulders before moving lower and gently running her fingers
  down over the quivering buttocks. She felt the vaginal muscles
  expand and contract, squeezing her fingers as the girl climaxed.
  She raised her free hand and brought it down sharply over the
  soft flesh of her bottom cheeks slap.. slap.. slap. The young
  girl bucked and reared as she exploded into her orgasm. She had
  never felt like this before, she raised her head and wailed as
  wave after wave of intense please gripped her. Both Annette and
  Lady Rawlings were startled by the intensity of the writhing
  form as she  lay straddled naked across the knees of the new
  governess. In contrast to the girl's writhing body Jane looked
  cool and calm. Her delicate features were perfectly made up, her
  shiny hair neatly pulled back into a velvet bow at the back of
  her head. She was looking down at the naked girl on her knee,
  her face a picture of tenderness and love. Annette looked
  lovingly at her as she brought her young companion to an intense
  pitch of ecstasy. Jane was in complete control of the girl's
  emotions, playing with her body so expertly that the poor girl
  could not help but writhe uncontrollably under the experienced
  hands of her young tormentor. "Arggghhhh.. mmmmnnnn.. mm"
  Please.. Miss  please.. no more." Wendy's voice was low and
  pleading, she gasped for air as Jane's finger once again moved
  firmly inside her. "Arrrggghhh.. mmmnnn." Wendy thrashed her
  head from side to side as Jane played with her body like a
  Maestro would play a beloved instrument. Jane decreased the
  speed and pressure of her fingers as she felt the young girl
  begin to hyperventilate, her slender torso heaving in quick
  spasms. Jane knew that the girl would not be able to withstand
  any further stimulation without fainting. With the utmost
  tenderness she gently pulled her fingers from between the girl's
  legs and laid her hand gently over her quivering buttocks. She
  put her other arm around the girl's slender waist and gently
  turned her over, placing her head lovingly next to her own,
  against the cushions of the chair. Jane lowered her head and
  kissed the girl full on the lips thrusting her tongue deep
  inside her mouth. Pulling her head away, she looked into her
  eyes. "What a beautiful girl you are Wendy, just lie quietly
  while you calm down." She kissed the girl again." Jane was
  delighted to see the innocent look of love and tenderness within
  the young girl's eyes. She stroked her tender breasts with soft
  downward strokes over her nipples, gently moving her fingers
  down over the soft flesh of  her heaving torso and tummy. "Just
  relax my darling little girl, and let me take care of you." Jane
  was delighted as she felt the young girl take her hand and
  squeeze it, before softly nestling her head against her
  shoulder. 
  Both Jane and Her Lady ship sat quietly occasionally caressing
  the naked young girls  upon their knees. The flames from the
  fire cast a rich orange glow upon the girl's naked flesh.
  It was over half an hour before Jane gently moved Wendy to a
  sitting position upon her knee. "You can get up now Wendy." She
  said softly as she helped the girl to her feet. You too Annette,
  I want you  to stand over there side by side so I can have
  another look at you both before you go to bed." The two young
  girl's did as they were bid, standing side by side in the warm
  glow of the fire. "Don't they make a lovely sight your
  Ladyship?" Jane enquired as she got up to sit on the arm of Her
  Ladyship's chair.
  "Right you can put your night-dresses back on but not your
  panties. You will be much better without those with you both
  having been shaved. You can take your dressing gowns over your
  arms it's very warm in the house." Both Jane and Victoria
  watched as the girl's obeyed Jane's instructions. They took
  delight in watching the girl's stretch upwards as they put the
  flimsy garment over their heads. "Turn around and off you go
  then. I will be up to kiss you both goodnight when you are in
  bed." Lady Rawlings looked across at Jane, marvelling in the
  young woman's ingenuity. Of course what could be more effective
  in binding the girls to her than kissing them as they lay tucked
  up in bed. It would make them feel totally secure and childlike.
  Jane watched the girls turn and leave the room their pretty
  bottoms naked below the short hems of their night-dresses.
  
  
  
  Rachael and Claire stood in front of Diane's desk. Behind them
  Veronica was seated on the arm of one of the leather
  Chesterfield chairs. She was looking on with interest, noting 
  the girls humility in her presence. The study door was open
  revealing the opulent drawing room beyond. Diane's suite of
  rooms were situated on the second floor of  the east wing of the
  Manor house. Behind her desk the large ornate stone framed
  window looked over the picturesque gardens below. "Now I want
  you both to listen carefully and obey the instructions I am
  about to give you. It is of paramount importance that you obey
  me to the letter and clarify any queries you may have before you
  go, is that clear?" Diane's voice was firm but pleasant. She
  looked the two girls over, as she sat back in the exquisitely
  carved high backed chair. She was amused to see the slight
  wariness in their faces as they stood before her, wondering why
  they had been summoned to her rooms. Rachael was sure by her
  Mistress's tone that they were not to be chastised for some
  misdemeanour, she had already searched her memory for a reason
  to be called but could find none. "You may have heard that Wendy
  and Annette have been looking after Richard, whom I know you
  have already met." Their duties have been to look after his room
  and clothes as well of course as his personal welfare. As you
  are probably aware young boys do not always take care of their
  personal hygiene as they should and to remedy that, Lady
  Rawlings has supervised the boy's bath-times. She has also
  instructed Wendy and Annette how to bathe the boy. There will be
  times like today when no-one is available to look after Richard
  so I am going to instruct you how to wash and bathe him." Diane
  looked at the girl's faces and saw  the merest hint of a
  satisfied smile on Rachael's face. "She was sure that the girls
  already knew about Wendy and Annette bathing the boy and
  possibly most of the detail." You must remember that although
  Richard is not much younger than you he is still a young boy. I
  do not want any casual conversation or gossip with him. You must
  be figures of authority and make sure that he does exactly what
  you tell him to do, is that clear?" "Yes Miss Diane." They both
  replied in unison. Diane noted that they were quite relaxed now
  that they knew the reason for their visit to her rooms. Previous
  visits had not always been pleasant. Diane proceeded to tell
  them in detail the precise way in which they were to handle
  Richard. She noted Claire's faint blush as she told them how to
  handle his genitals and how to make sure that his bottom was
  perfectly clean. She was sure she detected a sly smile from both
  girl's as she told them to expect his penis to become erect.
  Veronica got up and walked through to the drawing room. "I'll
  leave you to it for a while, give me a call when you've
  finished." She called to her friend as she disappeared through
  the door. Diane continued with her detailed briefing to the two
  young girls. "Now words are important. The boy is not going to
  obey you if you are not in command and the tone of your voice
  and choice of words are just as effective as your actions. Do
  you understand me?" Both girls nodded vigorously. Diane looked
  at Rachael's face,  her big brown eyes bore little trace of
  makeup and yet she could have graced the cover of any magazine.
  Her jet black hair was cut straight just above her shoulders.
  Her hair shone in the sunlight from the window as she nodded her
  head. She wore, as did Claire, a white nylon kitchen coat. Diane
  could see the darker colour of her bra and panties through the
  material. Although Rachael was the largest of all the girl's,
  her body was not fat. Diane had seen her naked many times and
  had often marvelled at her firm, well toned figure. "Right let's
  get down to a more practical demonstration of how I want you
  both to behave." Diane got up from her chair and moved to the
  open doorway of her drawing room. "Rachael, take all your
  clothes off  and when you have done so I would like you to come
  to the bathroom. Claire you may follow me now." Diane did not
  wait for a reply as she proceeded through the doorway and into
  the drawing room. Diane had just had chance to see the shock on
  the young girls faces before she had turned to leave the study.
  She knew that if she were not present Rachael would not be able
  to plead or protest her instructions. She could here hurried
  whispers and then quick footsteps following behind her as she
  passed through the drawing room and into the hallway which led
  to her bedroom and bathroom. Diane entered the bathroom to see
  Veronica sitting on the side of the large tub in which hot water
  was steaming. Veronica had filled the bath to half full before
  switching off the gold plated taps. She smiled at Diane and
  Claire as they entered, noticing Claire's blushing face as she
  hurried to keep up with her young mistress. "OK Claire you are
  going to be you - and Rachael is going to take the place of
  Richard. Now obviously there will be two of you bathing Richard
  so Veronica will take the place of Rachael. Rachael entered the
  bathroom just as her name was being spoken. She was blushing
  profusely, one arm was crossed over her breasts, while her other
  arm was pressed to her body with her hand over the dark hair at
  the juncture of her thighs. Her shoulders were hunched forward
  as if trying to lessen the fullness of her breasts. "You silly
  girl what on earth do you think you are doing. Stand up
  straight, and put your hands by your side.. you look ridiculous
  like that." Diane's voice was sharp and clear, it's amplitude
  increased by the marble walls of the sumptuous bathroom. Rachael
  blushed an even deeper shade of red as she reluctantly let her
  hands fall to her sides and stood up straight. Her body was
  quite magnificent. The flesh of her breasts swelled from just
  below her shoulders. Her upper chest was quite broad which
  tended to separate the firmly rounded orbs of her breasts. The
  bottom of her rib cage swelled the flesh of her torso
  accentuating the firm stomach muscles. Her waist  narrowed down
  to the soft pliant flesh of her tummy which dipped and then
  swelled into the swollen mound of her pubis. A small triangle of
  black hair neatly delineated the top of her firm thighs. Her
  long tanned legs were well muscled, the skin glistening with
  health as she stood timidly in front of her mistress. Diane
  looked at the girls face, the lips of her wide sensuous mouth
  trembled as she stood naked and shamefaced. "Right as I have
  told Claire you are going to take the place of Richard so that
  I can show you both exactly what I want. Veronica will take your
  place, so although you are our model for this evening I want you
  take notice of everything that Veronica does." Diane smiled. "Of
  course you will feel what she is doing won't you." Veronica
  moved toward Rachael and took her arm pulling her toward the
  bath. Come along into the bath, we haven't got all night."
  Rachael blushed as Veronica helped her into the bath. Diane
  noticed the stripes faintly visible on the girl's buttocks. "Do
  as you are told and take note of Veronica and Claire's words as
  well as actions, you don't want me to add to those stripes on
  your pretty bottom do you." Rachael Blushed and turned to Diane
  as she stepped into the water. "No Miss, I'm sorry." Diane
  smiled kindly at her. "All right Rachael, stand up straight and
  take your medicine." Veronica took hold of the girl's hip and
  turned her round to face her. Now Claire and I are going to
  bathe you so stand up straight, hands on your head like a good
  girl. Diane moved behind Claire and whispered gently in her ear.
  "You are in charge so take control of the situation." Claire
  stooped over the bath, her body moving gracefully as she picked
  up a perfumed bar of soap from the ornate gold tray which was
  set into the marble wall. "Stand up straight there's a good girl
  she said softly. She averted her eyes from Rachael's gaze as she
  smoothed her hands over the soft flesh, delicately applying soap
  to her tummy. Veronica sat on the side of the bath and began to
  soap the girl's legs, her long fingers lovingly caressing the
  smooth skin at the backs of her knees. "Now I want you to be
  obedient to Claire." Veronica's instruction was more designed to
  encourage Claire to take charge than to admonish Rachael. Claire
  understood what was required of her and slowly her hands became
  boulder. Occasionally she glanced over at Diane and Veronica to
  receive their nods of approval as she became even bolder. "Right
  open your legs so that I can wash between your bottom." Rachael
  blushed as her young companion moved her legs apart. "Now bend
  over so that I can get at you properly." Little by little Claire
  began to ignore the embarrassment her friend must be feeling,
  instead she concentrated on what she must do to satisfy her
  mistress. "Quickly now bend over." She slapped the plump firm
  buttocks as she pushed down upon the girl's  naked torso. "Over
  you go that's the way. Her fingers became bolder, firmly pushing
  her hand between the soft globes of flesh she pushed her
  forefinger hard against the sphincter. Rachael squeezed her
  buttocks together trying to stand up as she felt an acute
  pressure against the vulnerable sensitive membranes of her
  bottom. Claire immediately pushed down on the girl's back and
  withdrew her hand from between her buttocks. Slap.. slap..
  slap.. She smacked the tender buttocks hard, watching the
  resilient flesh of the cheeks become red. "You naughty girl, now
  you keep still while I wash you properly." This time there was
  no resistance as she firmly pushed her soapy finger against the
  tightly puckered star of the young girl's sphincter. "Relax now 
  oops there we are." She remembered Diane's words exactly as she
  pushed her finger firmly up into the quivering bottom. Rachael
  moaned as she felt the long slender intrusion into her tender
  young bottom. "Now straighten up there's a good girl." Claire's
  instruction was followed by her hand pushing up underneath the
  girl's breasts. Rachael reluctantly stood up aware of the extra
  pressure of the finger inside her as her sphincter contracted.
  Without warning Rachael felt soapy fingers slide down over her
  tummy and over the sensitive flesh between her legs. "Arrggghh
  arrggh" She could not help crying out as Claire pushed a  finger
  between the sensitive folds of flesh. "Stand up straight there's
  a good girl." Claire chided as her fingers gently probed the
  crease between her legs. Arrrggghhh  arrgghhh. Rachael could do
  nothing as Claire's busy fingers found her most private passage.
  "Ooooohhh.. ooo." She felt weak at the knees as two slim fingers
  gently squirmed their way up into her tight orifice. "There we
  are, we do want to be clean all over don't we." Claire was now
  enjoying herself immensely. She could see that her friend was
  becoming sexually aroused. Veronica stepped forward and took
  hold of the girls nipples, tweaking the hard nubs of flesh
  between her elegant fingers. Rachael moaned as together the
  girls brought her to a state of sexual arousal. "There.. there
  try and keep still won't you." Claire's voice was soft as her
  busy fingers moved quickly inside the girl's vagina. She pushed
  harder with her finger inside the quivering bottom, making her
  young friend squirm. "Come along now there's no need to blush."
  Her voice was soft and low as she looked up into Rachael's
  blushing face. She could see that her eyes were tightly closed,
  her pretty lips trembled as she increased the speed of her
  fingers. Veronica tweaked the nipples harder as she felt the
  girl begin to tremble from head to foot. "It will soon be over
  now Claire whispered softly, her fingers seeking the most
  intimate of places inside the girl. "Argghh arrgghh 
  argggggghhhhhhhhhhhh." Rachael's whole body stiffened as she
  began to climax. Claire could feel the subtle contractions
  inside the girl's vagina as her busy fingers quickened inside
  the sensitive flesh. Veronica slid her hand down the girls tummy
  and scraped her finger over the nub of the clitoris as Claire
  quickly manipulated her fingers up inside her. "There, there..
  you are in a state.. you poor girl, you've no control at all."
  Claire's words preceded a firm push with her finger up inside
  the girl's bottom as she climaxed. "My you are a sensitive
  girl.. aren't you. She punctuated her words with firmer
  movements between the girl's legs and bottom cheeks.
  Arggggghhhhh  agggghhghhh.. ooooooooohhhhhhh. Rachael was beside
  herself, drowning in sexual ecstasy as their fingers played
  diligently inside her. "Arrggghhhhh  arrgggghhhhh." Wave after
  wave of sensation enveloped her body. Her breasts thrust forward
  as she heaved for breath, her buttocks quivered as her body
  shook. "Well who would have thought you that you would be so
  sensitive, you poor girl." Claire's words made Rachael shudder
  once more. Slowly Claire let her fingers become still inside the
  girl. She held her firmly, feeling Veronica remove her hand from
  the clitoris. Gently she withdrew her own finger from the
  sphincter and patted the soft mound of flesh of the pubis as she
  slid her fingers out of the tight vaginal passage. Veronica put
  her hand around Rachael's trembling  shoulders and held her
  steadily as they let her body sit down in the warm water. They
  laid her head back against the slope of the bath and gently
  stroked her breasts and tummy. Diane was delighted with the
  performance, she leaned forward and gently kissed Claire's
  cheek. "Good girl." She whispered. Claire moved away from the
  bath as Diane knelt beside Veronica and lifted Rachael's head
  between her hands. "She pressed her lips to the girl's and
  kissed her passionately. "I am going to leave you now, come and
  see me as soon as you are ready I will be in my study. Veronica
  and Diane stood up and left Claire alone with Rachael. 
  
  
  
  
  Richard sat on his bed, his face blushing furiously as he looked
  up at Claire and Rachael. "Now don't make a fuss there's a good
  boy  off with your clothes and come through into the bathroom
  when you have undressed." Claire's voice was friendly but firm
  as she addressed the young boy. Both Rachael and Claire were
  wearing crisp white tunics which Diane had given them. The hems
  were cut short to mid thigh, which showed off their bare legs to
  best advantage. Diane had insisted that they wore no underwear,
  knowing that they would be more aware of their own bodies as
  they bathed the boy. "Hurry up there's a good boy." Rachael
  spoke softly to Richard as she leaned down and gently stroked
  his blushing cheek, before turning and following Claire into the
  bathroom. Richard was dumbfounded, he sat unmoving as he took in
  the situation. He felt totally humiliated as he slowly began to
  take off his clothes. He had always dreaded the humiliation of
  being bathed by Wendy and Annette, but now he was to be bathed
  by two young girls that had never seen him naked. Richard had
  only briefly met Claire and Rachael when he had been the kitchen
  for tea. He had felt more at ease with them because of the fact
  that they had not been privy to the previous humiliations that
  he had been subjected to by the other girls. Now it was all to
  change. Slowly his trembling fingers undid the buttons of his
  shirt. He took off his shirt and trousers and then his socks and
  shoes. He could not bring himself to take off his underpants and
  after some deliberation he timidly walked into the bathroom
  naked save for the cotton garment. Rachael and Claire turned
  toward him as he came into the bathroom. Rachael smiled as she
  noticed he had kept his underpants on. "Come and stand by the
  bath there's a good boy. Why on earth are you wearing those, you
  can't wear those in the bath you silly boy  come here." Rachael
  sat on the edge of the bath and beckoned the boy towards her.
  Reluctantly Richard moved to stand in front of her, his face
  coloured crimson as she lifted his chin to look into his eyes.
  "My you are a shy one." She said as she deftly pulled his
  underpants down to his knees. Richard looked down his face was
  burning red as she instructed him to step out of the pants.
  Richard could not help clasping his hands to his groin as she
  uncovered him. Claire put her arm around his waist and gently
  urged him to step into the bath. "Come along get in and stand up
  facing the taps. We are going to give you a nice warm bath,
  aren't we Rachael." Richard stepped into the bath acutely aware
  of his own nakedness and the gentle touch of their hands as they
  helped him in. "Stand straight now, hands on your head, lets
  have no nonsense." Claire spoke firmly as she pulled his hands
  away from his groin and made him put them on his head. She stood
  back and admired the boy's naked body as Rachael picked up the
  soap and began to soap his legs. Richard stood straight his eyes
  tightly shut as he felt gentle hands begin to soap his body. He
  was trembling from head to foot as Rachael covered his legs and
  thighs with soapy lather. Claire began to soap his shoulders,
  her delicate fingers caressing the back of his neck, while she
  ran the fingers of her other hand gently over his chest, her
  nails softly teasing the brown aureoles of his nipples. 
  They soaped him thoroughly although deliberately avoiding his
  genitals and buttocks. It was with delight that both noticed his
  penis begin to erect. Claire looked up at his face which was
  beetroot red. His eyes were shut tightly and his lips were
  trembling. "You needn't shut your eyes Richard, we are not going
  to wash your hair tonight." Rachael looked at Claire with
  amusement as Claire continued. "Come along open your eyes
  there's a good boy. Richard opened his eyes and looked at the
  girls, he blushed an even deeper shade as they smiled at him.
  "Don't be a shy boy, look here what is the meaning of this."
  Richard could not help looking down as Claire deliberately took
  hold of his semi-erect penis in her slim fingers. "Why is your
  penis getting stiff?  are you not able to control yourself." She
  looked Richard straight in the eyes as she firmly squeezed the
  organ, pulling the foreskin back as her hand slid down the
  shaft. With her free hand she cupped his testicles drawing them
  forward from between his legs. Rachael took her cue from Claire
  and slipped her hand between his buttocks, rubbing her fingers
  up and down between the crease she located the opening of the
  sphincter. She gently probed with her forefinger until her
  fingertip rested against the puckered orifice. Without warning
  she pushed her soapy finger straight up into his bottom.
  "Arrgggh" Richard gasped as he felt the rude intrusion stretch
  the membranes of his sphincter. "There that's better I can make
  sure your bottom is nice and clean. Bend over and put your hand
  on the end of the bath and then I can get at you a little
  easier." Rachel spoke her well rehearsed dialogue as Claire
  helped the boy to bend over. Claire retained her grip on his
  penis as she placed her other hand on his back pushing him down
  until he was bent over with his hands resting on either side of
  the taps.
  Richard's body was trembling from head to foot as the girl's
  quickly stimulated him. Rachael pushed deep into his bottom with
  her finger until she located the sensitive prostate. She quickly
  curled her finger rubbing the fingertip over the gland. She felt
  the boy jerk and try to straighten up as she manipulated her
  finger within him. With her free hand she smacked his bottom
  smartly leaving a red imprint of her hand across his upturned
  buttocks. "Try and be a good boy Richard, we have to wash you
  thoroughly you know." Rachel spoke firmly as she continued to
  probe deep within him. Rachel could see Claire's hands busily
  moving under the boy's tummy. Claire was pushing the foreskin
  back until the skin was stretched tight and then pulling
  upwards. She reached her other hand beneath him and took hold of
  his scrotum squeezing gently but firmly as she quickened the
  pace of her fingers up and down the shaft of his penis. "Right
  stand up straight. Hands back on you head there's a good boy 
  quickly now." Claire's voice was firm as she got the boy to
  stand upright. His face was contorted with anguish as he placed
  his hands back on his head. Richard felt utterly humiliated, he
  could not help looking at Claire with an anguished expression as
  she briskly pushed his foreskin back exposing the glans of his
  penis fully. He trembled as he felt Rachel push her finger even
  further up into his bottom. "Right keep still and try not to
  wriggle while I soap under your foreskin. Young boys never seem
  to wash themselves properly there so do try and keep still."
  Claire was totally aware of the humiliating effect their words
  and actions were having on the boy. She squeezed her legs
  together sensitive to her own nakedness beneath the cotton
  tunic. Rachel stroked her free hand over the front of the boy's
  thighs and cupped his testicles as Claire reached for the soap.
  "Shall I hold his testicles out of the way while you soap his
  penis?" She asked Claire sweetly, noting Richard's look of
  abject embarrassment. "Now look at me." Said Claire as she began
  to soap around the rim of his penis. "This is where young boys
  need to keep clean." She deftly rubbed firmly backwards and
  forwards over the sensitive flesh causing Richard to bend
  forward in an effort to pull away. Rachael quickly pushed her
  finger even deeper up into his bottom making the boy stand
  upright once more, Richard began to tremble as the girls quickly
  brought him to the edge of a climax. His body shook
  uncontrollably as they cleverly excited him to a fever pitch.
  "Arggghhh.. pleeee ease Miss  I can't stand it.. mmmmnn."
  Richard maoned and groaned as the girls increased the tempo of
  their fingers. "Come along there's a good boy try and keep
  still." Rachael cooed as she watched the boy ejaculate. Semen
  spurted from the tip of his penis as his whole body heaved with
  emotion. "Argggghhhh  mnnnnghghg..oooohhhhh pleee eease  
  Missssss..sss." Richard was close to fainting as the girls
  continued to excite him. His knee's began to buckle as he
  continued to ejaculate. He moaned incoherently as Rachael
  squeezed his testicles firmly, simultaneously pushing her finger
  hard up into his bottom. "Arrggghhh  arggghhhh" Richard moaned
  and groaned as the girls extracted every drop from him. The
  boy's chest heaved as he fought for breath. Claire immediately 
   slowed the pace of her fingers. She looked at Rachael
  indicating the boy's distress. Rachel relaxed her grip on his
  testicles and gently pulled her finger from his bottom,. She
  reached her hand to the boy's blushing face and caressed his
  cheek. There, there Richard you have been a good boy, try and
  stand still for another minute while we rinse you off then you
  can get out. "Open your eyes and look at me." She smiled sweetly
  at him as he opened his eyes, she could see the look of utter
  humiliation on his face as she stroked her hands over his body.
  They rinsed him gently and helped him from the bath. Rachael
  took a soft bath towel and began to dry him. She heard him groan
  inwardly as she took his penis and began to pat it dry,
  carefully avoiding rubbing the towel against the sensitive
  glans. They led him from the bathroom and into the bedroom and
  sat him on the bed while Rachel took a new towelling bathrobe
  from his wardrobe and beckoned him to stand up in front of her.
  She slipped the garment over his shoulders aware that her
  breasts were pressing against his chest as she helped him put
  his arms into the sleeves. Rachel left the dressing gown open in
  front so that the boy was fully exposed as she turned him toward
  Claire who had picked up a hair brush. Deliberately Claire
  reached forward and took hold of the boy's penis, feeling the
  softness of the now flaccid flesh as she pulled him forward
  until she was able to sit on the bed with Richard standing
  facing her. She looked up into his blushing face as she began to
  gently brush the neat pubic hair around his penis. "You have a
  really lovely body Richard, why do you get so embarrassed in
  front of Rachael and I?  don't you like us?" Richard blushed
  profusely as Claire continued to brush down over his pubic hair.
  "Of course Miss  I d..do like you I  I just get embarrassed."
  Richard stammered. "Well try and be a bit more at ease the next
  time we have to bath you. We do have other work to do you know 
  and Lady Rawlings would be cross if she thought you were being
  uncooperative." Richard blushed once more as she squeezed his
  penis, he could feel himself beginning to erect and was
  powerless to stop it. Pleee..ease d.. don't Misss I feel funny."
  Richard gasped as Claire pushed his foreskin back over the shaft
  of the penis until the skin was stretched tightly. "Don't be a
  silly boy  you should have more control over yourself." Claire
  chided him as she gave his penis one last squeeze before letting
  go. She stood up and walked to the dressing table. She took a
  decorative tin of talcum powder from the dresser top and put it
  into the pocket of her tunic. Rachel stepped forward and turned
  the boy around until he was facing her. She put her hands on his
  shoulders and looked into his eyes and smiled sweetly at him.
  Her pretty eyes twinkled beneath the long lashes as she looked
  closely into his face. "You really must not get so embarrassed
  Richard, you really are a lovely boy. Sit on the bed and lie
  back I am just going to check you over before " Rachael cut her
  sentence short. She pushed Richard down on to his bed and sat
  down beside him. Richard tried to cover himself as the dressing
  gown parted leaving the front of his body totally uncovered.
  "Lie back there's a good boy and put your hands behind your
  head." She watched as Richard obeyed. Gently Rachael pushed his
  legs apart and took hod of the timid flesh of his penis. With
  finger and thumb only she pulled the foreskin down and placed
  the flattened palm of her other hand over the sensitive opening.
  Slowly she rubbed the flattened palm over the very tip of the
  penis, rubbing gently in a circular motion. Richard jerked his
  hips at the excruciating sensation right at the very tip of his
  penis. "Keep still now, I just want your penis to become a
  little stiffer so that I can look behind the foreskin properly."
  Richard blushed profusely as Rachael looked at him. Her pretty
  face smiling down at him. Claire came and sat at the other side
  of the boy. She leaned over him, her head next to Rachael's and
  lowered her face until her lips were almost touching his. "Just
  relax there's a good boy. Rachael is going to have a little look
  at your penis. We really care for you Richard so try and be good
  won't you." Richard looked into her eyes, seeing her
  affectionate expression. "I'm sorry miss.. I just can't help
  it." A tear rolled down his cheek as he looked into her eyes.
  "Never mind Richard, I know it must be difficult." She leaned
  her head forward and placed her lips over his. Richard could
  feel her tongue push past his lips and deep into his mouth. The
  combined effect of the kiss and the acute sensations of their
  hands upon his body overwhelmed him. His chest heaved as he
  fought for breath, his body tensed to breaking point. Rachael
  increased the motion of her hands upon him, sensing just how
  sensitive the tip of the penis must be by the boy's reactions.
  She watched, fascinated as the organ erected fully. Gently she
  pushed the foreskin up and down the shaft at the same time
  increasing the pressure of her open palm upon the tip of the
  opening. She could see his slender hips writhe as she increased
  the pressure. She stopped abruptly as she felt his penis
  suddenly begin to throb beneath her hands. She quickly took her
  hands away and without knowing why gently squeezed his
  testicles. She got up from the bed and tapped Claire on the
  shoulder. "I think it is time Richard came to the kitchens for
  his tea she said knowingly to Claire. Claire patted Richard's
  blushing cheek as she took her lips away from his. She could see
  that his eyes were unfocussed and that he was in distress. "Oh
  dear Richard was that to much for you. I suppose it has been
  quite traumatic for you." She got up and stood by the side of
  the bed looking down at him. "Stand up there's a good boy and we
  will take you down for some tea. Richard  sat up feeling rather
  groggy as his hands groped to find the cord and fasten his
  dressing gown. He was unable to hide the bulge of his erect
  penis as he stood up. Rachael looked down and laughed, you
  really will have to do something about that Richard." He blushed
  furiously as he put his hands into the deep pockets of the
  dressing gown and clasped his penis to the side as he followed
  the girls out of the room.
  
  
  
  Richard ate with relish the food that Claire and Rachael had
  prepared for him. His earlier embarrassment had now completely
  disappeared, The girls had been careful not to refer to his bath
  and had instead talked to him about the estate and the different
  areas that he would find interesting Claire had noticed a slight
  furrowing of his brow as she mentioned the lake. She was aware
  of the happenings there from Wendy and  instead of rapidly
  changing the subject she talked of the wildlife to be found in
  the woods at the other side of the lake. Rachael listened to the
  conversation as she busied herself about the kitchen clearing
  away plates and utensils. She was aware of the clever way that
  Claire had handled the conversation and without resentment
  realised that she could not have done so well. Rachael finished
  clearing up and turned to Claire. Right I'm finished shall we
  see Richard to bed?" Claire smiled knowingly. "I would like to
  pop by the living room on the way if you don't mind." Rachael
  watched Richard get up from his seat. "O.K. lead the way and we
  will follow." Rachael said as she followed behind Richard as
  Claire led the way out of the kitchen.
  Claire opened the door to the living room without knocking she
  was not surprised to see Diane seated on the settee or Veronica
  seated opposite her. "Oh sorry Miss I didn't realise you would
  be in here." The lie slid smoothly from her tongue as she moved
  into the living room. Rachael pushed the boy forward and entered
  the room behind him. "Ah.. there you are Richard I trust you
  have been bathed, come and let me have a look at you." Diane
  smiled at the boy as she spoke, wickedly aware of what she had
  instructed the girls to do to him during his bath. Rachael
  pushed the bewildered boy towards the settee. "That will be all
  then Claire and Rachael, I will see that Richard gets to bed on
  time." Gratefully Claire and Rachael turned to leave, their part
  in the charade now over. Claire quickly took the tin of talcum
  powder from her pocket and placed it on the arm of the settee as
  she moved toward the door. Diane  looked up at Richard as he
  stumbled rather than walked to the settee. "Did you have a nice
  bath.?" Diane looked up sweetly at the boy watching him blush as
  she asked the question. "Er,, yes.. er Miss." Richard did not
  know what to say he was overwhelmed by the beauty of his young
  mistress. Diane was wearing a short night-dress over which she
  wore a light silk dressing gown draped across her shoulders. The
  neckline of the night dress was cut low and showed her firm
  breasts almost to the nipple as she leaned forward. Her bare
  legs glistened  with health and vitality as she lazily stretched
  them out in front of her. Richard could not help looking down at
  her as she rubbed her thighs together before putting her feet on
  the floor and sitting forward. "Come closer Richard I can't see
  you properly if you stand there." Richard shuffled forward until
  his dressing gown almost touched her shins "That's better I can
  have a look at you now." Without warning she reached for the
  belt of his dressing gown and pulled the ends of the cord.
  Before he could protest she had opened the gown wide bearing his
  body to her gaze. "Hands on your head there's a good boy I don't
  want any disobedience." Her word managed to stop Richard in the
  act of quickly clasping his groin. Reluctantly he diverted his
  hands, slowly raising them above his head. She looked intently
  at his body, ignoring his blushes. Richard looked up towards the
  ceiling as if to distant himself from the embarrassment that he
  felt. Diane held the dressing gown open while she examined his
  body in minute detail, noting the firm stomach and thighs,
  before moving her attention to his genitals. She continued to
  look at him for several minutes before moving her gaze up to his
  blushing face. Richard lowered his head just as  Diane looked up
  at him. He could not help blushing profusely as their eyes met.
  Quietly Veronica got up and moved behind him, gently holding his
  wrists, she took his hands from his head and placed them at his
  sides. Slowly she pulled the dressing gown from his shoulder and
  let it slip down his arms and onto the floor. "Right turn around
  so that I can look at the back of you, come along lively now."
  Diane watched his face as she spoke, knowing that the boy would
  have to reveal his nakedness to her friend as he turned to face
  away from her. Diane took hold of his waist and turned him
  noting the helpless look upon his face as he did as he was bid.
  Richard blushed once more as he saw Veronica look into his eyes.
  She placed a hand under his chin and lifted his face so that he
  could not avoid her gaze. His face felt hot against her cool
  fingers. "My you seem to be on fire Richard, have you got a
  temperature." Richard could not avoid Veronica's cool gaze as he
  mumbled an answer. "N..n'no Miss I d..d'dont think so." "Well I
  think we ought to check you just the same." I'll go and get a
  thermometer, I think there is one in the medicine cabinets in
  the dispensary next to your mothers office isn't there. Veronica
  looked over the boy's shoulder to her friend seated on the
  settee. Diane smiled with delight, knowing exactly the
  instrument her friend was thinking of. "Yes I am sure I saw one
  in there the other day." Diane replied as she took hold of
  Richard's hips and moved him to the side of her legs so that he
  was facing sideways to her. "Right Richard let's have a look at
  you, bend over and lay across my knees, I want to put some
  talcum powder on your bottom." Richard blushed immediately,
  hardly believing what he was hearing as Diane placed her hand on
  the small of his back urging him to bend forward. "Right Richard
  all the way over, come along now  that's it over you go." She
  positioned the trembling boy so that his hips were laying across
  her thighs. She relaxed her legs, parting them slightly as she
  pushed her hand between the lower part of his buttocks. She took
  hold of his penis and testicles from above the scrotum and
  positioned them comfortably between her legs. Veronica watched
  as Diane deftly positioned the boy, pulling herself and the boy
  back onto the settee so that his head and legs were resting on
  the cushions with his bottom raised up across her shapely tanned
  thighs. She noticed that Diane's night-dress had been pushed up
  revealing the delicate lace of her brief panties. Richard's head
  was spinning with shame. He felt absolutely humiliated as he was
  positioned like a young child into such an embarrassing posture.
  "Pass me the talcum powder before you go would you." Diane said
  to Veronica with an impish grin. Veronica passed the decorative
  tin of powder to her friend. She was almost laughing as she
  headed toward the door. Diane looked down on Richard's firm
  upturned buttocks as she took the lid off the tin. "Right young
  man we will have no nonsense now, just relax your bottom so that
  I can powder between your cheeks. She looked at Richard's face,
  his head was turned to the side facing towards her. She could
  see that his cheeks were a deep beetroot red as he laid quietly
  with his eyes tightly shut. She stroked her hand sensuously over
  his back and down across his raised buttocks, marvelling in the
  perfection of his body. Diane had him right where she wanted
  him. What a lovely plaything she had. A naked boy across her
  lap, malleable and supplicant, hers to do with whatever she
  wished. The turn of events since their first meeting in the
  woods could not have turned out better. A thrill ran through her
  body as she thought of the endless possibilities she would have
  to enjoy herself with him. She could feel a slight tremor run
  through his body as her fingers gently stroked over his naked
  bottom. She shook talcum powder over the small of his back and
  onto both cheeks of his bottom. Putting the tin down beside her
  she used the very tips of her fingers to pull the cheeks of his
  bottom apart. "Just relax now, I'm not going to hurt you.
  Richard shuddered as he felt the light but incredibly intimate
  pressure of her fingers parting the cheeks of his bottom. He
  could not help instinctively tensing his buttocks as her fingers
  pressed against his naked flesh. Without warning Diane slapped
  her hand smartly across both cheeks of his bottom. "Don't you
  dare tense your bottom like that now push it up and relax your
  cheeks or I will smack your properly you naughty child." Diane's
  words were designed to humiliate and reduce him to the status of
  a little boy. Diane placed her fingertips once more inside the
  cheeks of his bottom and delicately pulled the flesh apart
  revealing the puckered star of his sphincter. Now relax Richard
  while I put some more powder on you, you've made me spill most
  of it by having to smack you, you naughty boy. Diane let go of
  his bottom while she poured talcum powder over the reddened
  flesh. "Right relax this time or I shall get very cross, now
  push your bottom up and let the cheeks of your bottom go slack."
  Richard groaned as he pushed his bottom upwards, arching his
  back so that his hip were raised barely touching the flesh of
  her legs. To his horror he suddenly felt her  squeeze her legs
  together, trapping his penis between them as he strained to
  raise his bottom. 
  
  Wendy and Annette had just finished helping the new visitor
  unpack when Veronica walked in. "Well done Trishia I see you've
  actually managed to put all your stuff away. I don't know why
  you bother carting all that luggage around for such a short
  stay."  Patricia smiled at Veronica. She was used to having her
  leg pulled about the amount of clothes she had. Patricia was in
  the same year as Veronica and Diane at their boarding school.
  Diane had arranged for Patricia to stay for a few days before
  they all went back to school for their last term. Patricia was
  very tall and slim, in fact the tallest girl in the school. Her
  aristocratic good looks and bearing were coupled with an
  excellent sense of humour which made her one of the most popular
  girls at Charnwood. Veronica, Diane and Patricia had been firm
  friends for years and had come through the rigours of their
  formative time at boarding school with a sense of fun and
  irreverence which was the envy and  of many of the younger girls
  at school. Patricia was wearing a beautiful French neglig‚e
  which just managed to cover her hips. Her long legs were
  fashionably slim. Her tiny waist and small firm breasts were
  clearly visible though the diaphanous white silk of her
  neglig‚e. "You know I'm a sucker for clothes and I know you'd be
  disappointed if I didn't have at least a dozen new outfits to
  show you and anyway you know I wear them beautifully." Patricia
  laughed at her friend. Her rich chuckle echoing around the
  lavish guest bedroom as she put her arm around Veronica's
  shoulders. Patricia's long blonde hair cascaded over her bare
  shoulders as she hugged her friend. "Come on then let's go down
  I want to see this new young plaything of yours. Wendy heard the
  remark and instantly thought of Richard and the certain
  embarrassment he would be put through at the hands of the three
  girls. "Will you need anything else Miss?" Wendy asked primly
  standing in front of the new girl. Patricia looked at her. "No
  Thankyou Wendy, you and Annette have done a most professional
  job and Thankyou for the extra hangers you obviously knew I
  would need them." Patricia looked at the young maid, although
  only a cursory glance Wendy was aware that her eyes had taken in
  every contour of her body. "I think Wendy remembers the amount
  of gear I brought when I stayed last year." Patricia laughed
  again. "I will have a glass of wine when we go down stairs, you
  know how I love the contents of your cellars." "Yes Miss, I'll
  bring one to the living room, Lady Rawlings has already opened
  a bottle for you." Patricia threw her head back and laughed. Her
  beautiful face was wreathed in merriment as she bent forward and
  took Wendy's face between her long delicate fingers, holding her
  head she kissed her full on the lips. "There's no need to blush
  you pretty little girl, I just love coming here. Off you go and
  get my wine while Ronica and I go down stairs." Patricia and
  Veronica were laughing like young school girls as they descended
  the stairs towards the living room.
  
  
  Richard moaned with dread as once more Diane's hand slipped
  between the crease of his bottom. He could feel his penis
  stiffening involuntarily as she continued to squeeze the
  tumescent flesh of his member between her legs.
  Diane could feel his penis stiffen as she squeezed her legs
  together. She stroked his bottom in slow sensuous motions, her
  fingertips grazing over the tender membranes of his sphincter.
  She looked up as the door to the living room opened admitting
  both Veronica and Patricia who were laughing as they walked into
  the room arm in arm. Veronica held out a long thermometer toward
  Diane. It was nearly half an inch in diameter and about ten
  inches long. "I'm sorry but the only one I could find was an
  anal thermometer, I hope it will be all right for him.. he does
  look rather flushed." Diane took the thermometer from Veronica,
  smiling as she also handed her a small tube of lubricant.
  Richard could not see who the other person was with Veronica. He
  already knew from her laughter that it was not Wendy or Annette.
  He was blushing profusely as he felt a hand on his cheek. He
  could not see who it was stroking his face as his head was
  turned toward the back of the settee. "He does seem rather hot..
  perhaps you should go ahead and put that thing into his bottom."
  Patricia smiled as she kneeled down beside the settee her hand
  still gently stroking Richard's cheek. With her other hand she
  gently caressed his back her hand moving slowly down his body
  until it rested on the hillock of his buttock. "Shall I hold the
  cheeks of his bottom apart so that you can get at the
  sphincter?" Diane smiled wickedly at Patricia as she nodded to
  her. "Yes that would be helpful." Diane looked down at the boy's
  face seeing the abject horror on his blushing countenance. She
  squeezed her legs together feeling the erect penis throb as she
  rubbed the flesh of thighs together. Richard was mortified with
  embarrassment. He felt cool fingers insinuate themselves between
  the cheeks of his bottom and pull the flesh apart. He felt
  utterly humiliated as his buttocks were stretched widely apart
  exposing his sphincter. He jerked his bottom feeling cold liquid
  being rubbed against the sensitive opening. "Keep still now..
  and let Diane put some cream on your bottom." The low well
  modulated voice of the new girl only increased his embarrassment
  as he felt a cold object being pushed firmly against the timid
  flesh of his most intimate opening. "Keep still there's a good
  boy." It was Diane who spoke this time. " I don't want to hurt
  you."  Her words were punctuated with a firm push of the
  thermometer. Richard shivered as he felt the cold tube of glass
  slide up inside him. "Arrggghhh..arrgghh." He could not help
  groaning as Diane pushed the thermometer further in. He felt
  utterly helpless as the glass tube probed deeper and deeper into
  his bottom. He shivered more with embarrassment than physical
  discomfort as the girls handled him intimately. "Keep still now,
  I have to keep it in for about five minutes, so just relax the
  cheeks of your bottom there's a good boy." Richard felt the
  pressure of the fingers against his buttocks relax and then to
  his horror a hand slip between the cheeks of his bottom just at
  the juncture of his thighs. He could do nothing to prevent
  Patricia's gentle fingers encircle the sac of his scrotum and
  squeeze and caress the sensitive flesh. "How have you settled
  into your room? Do you like my new decorations to the house?"
  Diane continued to stroke Richard's buttocks as she spoke to her
  friend. She smiled and raised her eyebrows to indicate 
  Patricia's hand pushed between the cheeks of the boy's bottom.
  "Patricia grinned and licked her lips as she answered. "The room
  is fabulous as you well know, it is far to rich and lavish. Your
  mother has already told me how extravagant you have been,
  however she did say she was very pleased with everything." The
  girl's talked together, seemingly ignoring Richard's naked body
  as he lay over Diane's knee. The thermometer which was
  protruding from the centre of his buttocks moved suddenly as he
  tried to contract his sphincter. He could not help himself as he
  felt his penis responding to the gentle caress of Patricia's
  hand which was still pushed between his thighs as she held his
  testicles. Richard was aware of an increasing ache in his penis,
  aware of every intimate touch of their hands caressing his
  buttocks and squeezing his testicles. He was almost beside
  himself with emotion as several minutes later Diane gently
  extracted the large thermometer from his bottom. "Right.. let's
  see what's cooking shall we." She read the thermometer which
  indicated a temperature of ninety-eight point six degrees. "Well
  there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you so turn over
  and I can powder your front. Richard quaked as he heard the very
  words he had been dreading. How could he possibly turn over and
  reveal his erection to the girls. Surely they must be aware of
  the state he was in. Blindly Richard tried to cover himself as
  he felt the girls begin to turn him over. He had shut his eyes,
  contorting his face as he squeezed his eyelids together. His
  face was burning red as he blindly tried to put his hands over
  his erect penis. He felt a stinging slap on his buttocks as they
  manoeuvred him, first on to his side and then on to his back so
  that his buttocks were rested across Diane's thighs. "Come along
  now hands behind your head and lay back, you are a naughty
  child." Diane admonished him as she admired the form of the body
  below her. Richard's penis was standing straight upwards as he
  lay with his hips raised across her legs. Patricia sat back on
  her heels, carefully examining the naked young body in front of
  her as she finished helping Diane manoeuvre the boy into
  position. Richard groaned once  more, the only articulation he
  was capable of making to signify his extreme embarrassment. 
  
  Wendy knocked and entered the room carrying the wine Her
  Ladyship had chosen to welcome her daughters friend. "You can
  put it over there on the table and then come back in about ten
  minutes and take Richard to bed." Diane called to the young
  maid. Wendy had certainly expected the girl's to be up to
  something with Richard in the room, but she had not been
  prepared for what she saw. She could not take her eyes off the
  boy as he lay with hips thrust upwards and his penis standing
  straight up from the juncture of his thighs. "Come along Richard
  hands underneath your head and open your eyes. I want to
  introduce you to Miss Patricia who will be staying a few days.
  Come along do as you are told or I shall give you a good smack
  you naughty boy." Richard opened his eyes to see both Diane and
  Patricia looking down at him intently. Veronica moved to stand
  behind Patricia, resting her hands on the girl's naked
  shoulders. "This is our friend from school, you may call her
  Miss Patricia." Richard mumbled, his face flushed beetroot red
  as his eyes met hers, he was able to see her incredible beauty
  before he quickly averted his eyes. "You needn't be so shy,
  she's not going to bite you." Richard dropped his eyes, looking
  down the length of his body. He was horrified to see Patricia's
  hand reach out and rest on his tummy, just above his pubic hair.
  "Put some powder on here and I'll rub it in for you." She said
  to Diane as she began to move her hand in a circular motion over
  the boys soft skin. Diane poured talcum powder generously over
  his tummy, moving the tin above his penis she shook the tin
  instantly covering his penis and testicles in powder. Patricia
  moved her hand down over his pubic hair and delicately took hold
  of his penis between her slender fingers. Richard groaned
  feeling his penis throb as her cool fingers brushed over the
  very tip of the glans. He watched in horror as she slid her
  fingers down the shaft pulling the foreskin until the skin was
  stretched tightly from underneath the bell shaped head. She held
  him firmly as she cupped her other hand underneath his testicles
  raising them from between his legs. Richard felt his penis begin
  to throb uncontrollably between her fingers, he could not
  inhibit the involuntary movements of his hips as she slowly slid
  the foreskin back up over the rim of the glans. "Well you are a
  sensitive young boy, however I suppose you can't help yourself.
  You just try and keep still while I rub this into your penis."
  Patricia deliberately drew attention to his erection as she
  quickened the motion of her fingers up and down the shaft of his
  penis. She squeezed his testicles in quick motions, letting her
  fingernails trail across the underside of his scrotum and the
  perineum of  sensitive flesh between scrotum and sphincter. She
  smiled displaying beautiful white teeth as Diane slipped her
  hand between the boy's legs and pushed her fingers up between
  the crease of his bottom. Richard reluctantly thrust his hips
  upwards as he felt Diane push her forefinger against his
  sphincter. "Arggghhhh  arggghhh." He groaned out loud as he felt
  her finger push past the sensitive opening and spear his bottom.
  "You are a baby aren't you." Said Diane as she pushed her finger
  deep into his anus. Veronica knelt down beside the settee and
  delicately scraped her fingers over the boy's nipples. She
  leaned her head over his and looked into his eyes. "Just relax,
  there's a good boy while I give you a little kiss good night. He
  watched mesmerised as Veronica lowered her beautiful face over
  his. He felt the merest pressure as she touched her full lips to
  his. The kiss acted as a cue to Patricia who increased the speed
  and pressure of her fingers upon the young boy's member. Her
  long nails occasionally grazing the sensitive rim around the
  glans at the head of his penis as she rapidly pulled the
  foreskin up and down the shaft. "Argggghhh
  argggghhhhh..argggggghhhhhhhhhhhh.. pleeeeease.. Misss..ss.
  Richard was unable to control himself as Patricia skilfully
  manipulated his most sensitive parts. Diane curled her finger
  inside him, moving her fingertip firmly over the prostate gland.
  "Arrgggggghhhhh arrggggggg.. mmmmmmpphhh." Richard's moans were
  cut short as Veronica fastened her lips over his. She held him
  in a long kiss before raising her head and watching as he gasped
  for air. Patricia increased her grip on his penis and quickened
  her tempo as she felt the flesh throb uncontrollably. "There's
  a good boy, just relax now." Veronica's words excited the boy
  even further as semen spurted from the tip of his penis.
  "Arrrrrggggghhh..  arrgggghhhh  Ooooooooo ohh  oh..Pleee 
   eeease n'no  mmoore. "Richard cried out  almost incoherently as
  the girl's prolonged his orgasm. Patricia coolly squeezed his
  testicles, watching as the sticky white fluid continued to erupt
  from the tip of the penis. She squeezed her legs together in
  delight as she watched the boys hips writhe uncontrollably in
  front of her. His orgasm seemed to go on forever as they
  stimulated every part of him. Patricia squeezed from the base of
  his penis, pulling her fingers slowly upwards. She watched
  fascinated as the last drops of semen escaped from the opening.
  The girls looked on intently, noting his every movement and
  expression as his body subsided from the frenzied gyrations of
  his orgasm. Their soft hands stroked him gently, Diane pulled
  her finger carefully from his tender bottom. Richard's body
  shivered in small spasms as he lay helplessly before the young
  girls. Veronica got up to fetch the maid as Patricia laid his
  penis down between his legs and moved closer to his head. She
  looked down at his face for a few moments before bending her
  head and kissing his parted lips. Wendy returned with Veronica,
  they had brought warm water, flannels and a towel. Wendy watched
  intently as they carefully washed the boy's penis and testicles
  before soaping his tummy and chest. They washed him and patted
  him dry, before turning him over and washing between the cheeks
  of his bottom He blushed profusely as they made him kneel. His
  knees were rested on the settee cushions to the side of Diane's
  thighs. His body formed a bridge over her legs with his hands
  pressed into the cushioned seating at the other side. Patricia
  powdered between the crease of his bottom her slender fingers
  intimately running over the membranes of the sphincter. Diane
  cupped his penis and testicles as they hung downwards. She
  applied powder, marvelling in the soft feel of the flesh as she
  caressed him. They made him stand beside the settee as they
  handed his dressing gown to Wendy. "He doesn't need that on,
  it's a warm night. Take him to bed now, there's a good girl."
  Diane smiled at the young maid as she instructed her. Patricia
  took hold of Richard's penis and before he could protest pulled
  back the foreskin. "Will you put some more talcum powder on his
  penis, especially behind the foreskin before you tuck him in."
  Wendy blushed as Patricia indicated the tender flesh. Richard
  tried to cover himself but was stopped by a sharp slap across
  his bottom from Diane. Hands on your head, quickly now.
  Richard's face coloured a deep red as she took his wrists and
  placed his hands on his head. Patricia pulled the boy's foreskin
  further back stretching the skin. "Can you see where I mean
  Wendy?" Patricia was enjoying herself watching the young maids
  cheeks blush a deep red as she was made to look down at
  Richard's penis. "Yes Miss, I'll put some on, shall I take him
  up now?" Wendy was feeling sorry for the boy and hoped that she
  might alleviate him from any further embarrassment. "All right
  Wendy off you go, you may put your hands down now Richard and
  walk with them at your sides. Off you go then both of you."
  Diane spoke kindly as she watched Richard walk stiff legged
  behind the young maid.
  
  
  Lady Rawlings looked across the magistrate's court at the young defendant. His face was
  blushing with shame as she summed up the proceedings. He was seventeen years old and from
  a good family background. His parents, it transpired had recently moved to the mainland and it
  was during this short period, while staying with school friends, that he had committed the
  offences for which he was now on trial.
  He was tall and good looking and Lady Marwood had decided
  earlier that day that perhaps this was an ideal opportunity to
  repay a few favours, both good and bad. She watched the face of
  the burly sergeant who was standing behind the defendant. He had
  an expression of eager anticipation on his face, which her
  Ladyship found distasteful. As she reached the words "Pure
  hooliganism" She noticed the sergeant smile with satisfaction.
  These words could only mean one punishment in a Manx courtroom 
  The Birch! "So young man, I am afraid that I have no alternative
  but to sentence you to six strokes of the birch." The sergeant
  almost liked his lips as the sentence was pronounced. Lady
  Marwood's eyes however were on the young defendant. She saw his
  face turn ghostly white and his hands clutch the rail of the
  dock as he heard her words. "Take him down would you sergeant."
  She watched the sergeant take hold of the young man's arm and
  roughly escort him from the dock. 
  Lady Marwood had always been irritated by the obvious delight
  the sergeant took in birching young boys. She had heard small
  snippets of gossip amongst the staff at the courtroom cells
  pertaining to the sergeant's interest in young men. It was
  rumoured that he took delight in keeping them stripped naked for
  several hours before he applied the birch. Lady Marwood had no
  intention of letting that happen on this occasion. Before the
  court had convened she had checked to make sure that the medical
  officer was still on holiday. The rules forbade any birching
  without medical supervision. She had arranged after hearing the
  evidence, that he be transported to the local women's jail. The
  governor, who was a personal friend of Her Ladyship had made the
  rest of the arrangements for her. Lady Rawlings left the
  courtroom and retired to the Judges chambers. She had decided to
  forego the pleasure of seeing the sergeant's disappointment at
  losing the pleasure of birching the young man.
  
  Sarah Wallis looked at the naked young girl standing before her.
  The girl was quite pretty with firm young breasts, narrow waist
  and long slim legs. Beside the girl stood two female warders. It
  was normal practice for the warders to be present during a
  prisoner's medical examination. The young doctor had already
  examined the girls heart and respiration and had donned rubber
  gloves in preparation for an internal exploration. Without
  hesitation Sarah knew what was expected of her at this stage.
  'If we can't have a little enjoyment.' She mused as she looked
  at the girl's breasts, noting the erected nipples. Sarah had
  caught the pretty blonde warder looking at her when they had
  first brought the girl into the examination room. She knew
  immediately from her admiring glances and demure looks that the
  young warder was interested in her. Both warders were dressed in
  dark jackets and skirts. Each wore a white cotton shirt with
  navy-blue tie. The taller of the two warders wore her jet black
  hair tied back in neat bun. The skirts they wore were cut to the
  knee. Both girls had excellent figures, their long legs had been
  tanned by the summer sun, were in sharp contrast to the pale
  flesh of their naked charge.
  
  Sarah had received a phone call from Lady Rawlings during the
  morning. She had easily changed her day's schedule at the
  medical centre and instead attended the women's jail as
  requested. It was not until Sarah had arrived that she was
  informed of her duties for that day. Normally the prison
  authorities resident medical officer carried out the medical
  examinations, but as he was on holiday, she had been asked by
  the governor if she would she be able to deputise for him as
  there were several new admissions to be examined. It had only
  been ten minutes ago that she had been asked by the governor to
  attend also the birching of a young man who was being escorted
  to the jail. It was then that Sarah realised why she had been
  asked by Lady Rawlings rather than the governor to deputise for
  the regular medical officer.
  "Place your legs apart for the doctor." The sharp command came
  from the taller dark haired young warder who bent down and
  slapped the inside of the young girl's thighs, making her stand
  with her legs spread widely apart. "Hands behind your head."
  Another sharp command followed by a harder slap upon the girl's
  bottom. Sarah looked at the young blonde haired warder who had
  placed the girl's hands behind her head. She could be no older
  than twenty-two she thought, yet her authority over the
  prisoners was absolute. Sarah stepped forward and placed her
  hand between the young girl's legs. "Breathe in deeply." Sarah
  spoke sweetly to the young girl as she firmly pushed her finger
  up into her vagina. The girl gasped as she felt the cold rubber
  of the doctor's glove enter her. "Deep breaths now and try and
  relax." Sarah was well aware that the girl would find it
  impossible to relax as she began to rotate her finger, causing
  her slender body to squirm. Another smack descended on to her
  beautifully rounded bottom as the warden admonished her once
  more. "Keep still for the doctor." Sarah increased the momentum
  of her finger, causing the young girl to tremble from head to
  foot. Abruptly she withdrew her finger and gestured for the
  warders to bend the girl over. Sarah could not help being
  surprised at the alacrity in which the two young wardens dealt
  with the girl. One pushed her down while the other put her hand
  between the girl's legs and pulled upwards. The girl was now
  bent well over with her legs widely spread. Sarah quickly spread
  some lubricant on to her finger and stood behind the girl. The
  pretty young blonde warden deftly took hold of each buttock and
  pulled the flesh apart, looking toward Sarah with a timid smile.
  "Arggghh.." The girl could not help moan as her bottom cheeks
  were firmly pulled apart. "Keep still girl.. or it will be worse
  for you." The warder admonished the girl once more as Sarah
  gently pushed her finger against the tightly puckered sphincter
  of the young prisoner. "Big breaths now." Sarah spoke softly to
  the girl as one would to a nervous animal. "Hold still while I
  feel inside your bottom"
  Sarah pushed firmly against the sphincter with her forefinger,
  she felt the muscle of the sphincter contract over her finger as
  it slid right up inside the young girl's bottom. "Oops.. there
  we are." Sarah slowly rotated her finger inside the girl, making
  her gasp at the intimate examination. With her free hand she
  felt between the pale smooth flesh of her widely spread legs,
  locating the soft folds of flesh covering her vagina. Without
  preamble she slipped two fingers gently up into the vagina.
  "Arrgggghhhh." The young girl moaned as she felt the doctor's
  fingers slide into her.
  Sarah quickly began to rotate her fingers, occasionally making
  a scissors motion as she stimulated the sensitive membranes
  inside the tight fleshy orifice. The young girl could not help
  responding as the doctor probed inside her. She clenched her
  teeth as one of the wardens suddenly grasped her nipples and
  squeezed the soft flesh. The warder pulled hard on the delicate
  nubs of her breasts, stimulating the tender flesh to hard points
  of desire. Sarah smiled seeing the warden that had been holding
  the girl's buttocks, bend on one knee and start to softly caress
  the insides of her thighs.
  Although she could not see her, Sarah was also aware of the
  second warder squeezing and caressing the young girl's nipples.
  "Arrrgggghhhh ooooohhhhhh." The young prisoner moaned loudly as
  she was reluctantly forced towards an orgasm. "Just relax
  there's a good girl." She heard one of the warders say as she
  began to climax. "Arrrrrgggghhhhhh ooooohh.. Please I.. I can't
  stand it.." The young warden who was gently stroking the girl's
  thighs smiled up at the doctor and suddenly slapped the girl
  hard on the bottom. Sarah watched the naked young girl as she
  fought for breath, her young flesh quivering erratically with
  sexual excitement. She bucked wildly, her hips writhing in
  abandonment as she reached her orgasm. Sarah diligently kept up
  the pace with her fingers, only slowing as the girl gasped,
  pleading for them to stop. Gently Sarah took her finger from the
  girl's bottom and withdrew her other fingers from inside the
  moist vagina. Almost tenderly she cupped the pubic mound and
  squeezed reassuringly. "There  there.. that wasn't so bad was it
  now?" The warders let the girl up, gently holding her upright
  between them. Sarah smiled at the young prisoner. "Off you go
  now.. there's a good girl." The warders both smiled at the young
  doctor. Sarah again noticed that demure look from the younger of
  the two. 
  
  John Gilbert was standing in the centre of the tiled admission
  room. To one side of the room was a small leather padded
  trestle. Several lengths of rubber hose lay on the stainless
  steel trolley. Around the room were other trolleys and shelves
  containing an assortment of syringes, nozzles and various
  medical apparatus. To the far end of the room were two large
  baths; lower than domestic baths, they had large support handles
  set into the sides. One of the baths was half filled with hot
  water. The young man looked at the two nurses standing in front
  of him. Both wore white linen tunics with rubber aprons. Behind
  him standing legs astride were the two young female warders who
  had escorted him from the cells at the courthouse. He looked at
  the nurses in front of him. One of them he estimated to be about
  thirty-five years old, the other was much younger. The older of
  the two smiled at him, not unkindly as she addressed him. "I
  hope you are going to co-operate so that we can get this over
  quickly. Do you understand?"  John nodded his head. He shivered
  at the thought of what was in store for him. 
  "Right strip down and put your clothes over there." The nurse
  indicated a small table to his right. John blushed profusely, he
  had never had to expose his body to a woman before, at least not
  since he was a child. He began to undress, taking off his jacket
  and tie  then his shirt, socks and shoes. There was complete
  silence in the room as he looked up to the nurse from placing
  his shoes by his pile of clothes. She made no comment but stood
  waiting for him to continue. He undid his trousers and sliding
  them down his legs, stepped out of them and carefully folding
  them, placed them on the table. He straightened up and turned to
  face the nurse. "Take those off too and come over here." The
  nurse moved toward the trestle without a second glance at the
  young man. John lowered his underpants and stepped out of them.
  He held them to his groin, crouching low as he placed them on
  the table. He was aware of the young nurse's interested gaze as
  he stood covering his genitals with his hands. The two warders
  smiled at each other, as they looked his naked buttocks.
  He walked toward the trestle crouching low as he tried to cover
  himself. The nurses moved to his sides and taking his arms
  pulled him forward. "Right young man, bend over the trestle so
  that your hips, not your tummy, are resting on the bar. John
  felt their soft hands coax him forward. A firm pressure against
  his shoulders bent him over. He had to uncover himself so that
  his hands could support him against the wooden legs of the
  trestle. The nurses manoeuvred him until he was bent well over
  with his hands on the floor. They took hold of his ankles and
  spread his legs. The warders moved forward. One stood facing his
  head, leaning forward she put her hands on either side of his
  waist. "Just keep still now, while nurse gives you an enema."
  John mumbled incoherently. He had no real concept of what was
  going to happen to him, other than that he was to be birched.
  The second warder and the young nurse knelt behind him, one to
  each side and held his legs apart. The senior nurse picked up a
  large syringe, which had already been filled with distilled
  water and a mild purgative. She lubricated the large stainless
  steel nozzle and moved behind him. Placing her hand between the
  crease of his bottom she introduced the nozzle to the opening of
  his bottom. "Now take a deep breath." She instructed as she
  pushed the nozzle firmly up against the tightly puckered
  sphincter. "Once more now." With those words she pushed firmly,
  hearing the boy gasp with shock as the cold metal suddenly
  entered his bottom. "Another deep breath." She instructed as she
  pressed the plunger firmly. John tried to rear up as the first
  jets of water entered him. The warder had watched the nurse and
  as she had pressed the plunger she pressed firmly down on the
  naked boy's waist, making sure he could not move.
  "Arrgggghhhh..oooojhhh. John could not help crying out as the
  nurse pressed the plunger all the way in. Quickly she withdrew
  the nozzle, watching the sphincter close tightly as the nozzle
  was removed. "Just stay there a minute." She instructed once
  more. She laid the syringe back on the trolley and took a gauze
  pad which she pushed rudely between the cheeks of his bottom.
  "Right if you would take him over there to the cubicle please."
  The warders helped the boy up as the young nurse placed her hand
  between the cheeks of his bottom, pressing the pad against his
  sphincter. Between the warders and the young nurse John walked
  awkwardly to the toilet cubicle which was situated in a small
  room leading off the admission room. The cubicle had no door,
  consisting only of two small tiled walls standing about four
  feet in height. They left him sitting on the lavatory seat and
  walked back into the admission room.
  
  It was not long before he felt unable to control the pressure of
  the water in his bowels. He evacuated almost immediately,
  feeling utter relief as he dispelled the entire contents of his
  bowels. He wiped his bottom and pressed the handle, which was
  set into the wall. He sat back down on the toilet seat and
  contemplated his fate. It was the first time he had been alone
  since sentence had been passed. He had no idea what happened
  next; he had heard rumours that four strokes of the birch was a
  really severe punishment. Boys at school had talked of the
  horror of six strokes of the birch, but no one he knew had ever
  experienced it. He just managed to cover his genitals with his
  hands as the two young warders appeared. "I hope you have
  finished." The pretty young warder said as she beckoned for him
  to get up. John stood, his hands clutching his groin. "Right
  now, hands by your sides and stand up straight." The young
  warder took hold of his hands and pulled them away from his
  groin. "You will learn that there is no privacy for anyone in
  Jail, so you had better get used to it."  John blushed profusely
  as the young women stood back and looked him up and down. Right
  come along, so the nurse can clean you up. The warders escorted
  him to one of the baths. "Step in and stand facing me." The
  warder waited until he had stepped in; she took him by the waist
  and turned him to face her. The younger of the two nurses
  stepped forward with a flannel and container of strong smelling
  liquid soap. She walked around the bath to stand behind the
  naked boy. Taking the flannel she dipped it in the water and
  poured soap on to it. Resting one hand against the small of his
  back she started washing his bottom. "Stand with your legs
  astride." She instructed, adding more soap to the flannel she
  pushed the material between the cheeks of his bottom. "Come
  along get those legs apart so that the nurse can get at your
  bottom." The young warder pushed her hand between his thighs,
  pressuring his legs apart. John was blushing profusely as the
  nurse bent him forward. He could feel her fingers as she dropped
  the flannel and impudently pushed her hand between the cheeks of
  his bottom,. He gasped as he felt her finger push up into his
  sphincter and penetrate deep into his anus. "Hold still there's
  a good boy." She pushed harder this time feeling the plump flesh
  of the prostate gland. "Do keep still." The warder said sharply
  as he tried to evade the intense pressure from within his
  bottom. Several times john had tried to cover his genitals, but
  the warder had firmly moved his hands to his sides. The young
  nurse moved her finger vigorously in and out of his bottom,
  occasionally applying soap between the crevice of his buttocks.
  "Arrgghhh..ooohh." He cried out involuntarily as she gave one
  final push before withdrawing her finger from his bottom. The
  nurse stepped around the bath and stood beside the warder. The
  second warder moved behind the boy and taking both his wrists
  pulled his arms behind him. The nurse looked at the blushing
  young man straight in the eyes, as she took hold of his penis in
  one hand and testicles in the other. Her soapy fingers pushed
  the foreskin of his penis back as she pulled his scrotum forward
  from between his legs. John threw his head back in anguish and
  humiliation as she soaped his genitals. She deftly manipulated
  the foreskin up and down the shaft until she felt it become
  stiff between her fingers. Taking more soap and scoop of water
  in her hand she continued to soap around his genitals. He tried
  to evade her touches but the prison warder held his arms
  tightly. 
  John closed his eyes as he felt his penis erecting. He could not
  bear the further humiliation of seeing the young prison officers
  looking at him. He felt utterly stupid being made to stand naked
  while a young girl washed his genitals as if he had no feelings.
  Once the nurse was satisfied she took a jug from the trolley and
  poured water over his erect penis. "Come along step out of the
  bath, I want to dry you." John suffered further humiliation as
  the young nurse dried him. Casually she moved his erect penis
  from one side and then to the other as if it were nothing more
  than an arm or a leg. "Turn around and bend over and touch your
  toes." This instruction was followed by the warders physically
  bending him over from the waist. He felt the hands of one of the
  warders part his bottom cheeks while the nurse deftly slipped
  the towel between his legs and dried between the cheeks of his
  buttocks.
  "Right stand upright and let's have a look at you. John felt his
  hands being grasped behind his back as he stood up. The nurse
  stood back and looked at him. John felt absolutely humiliated
  being made to standup, legs astride, in front of the young nurse
  with his penis erect. He blushed to an even deeper red as he saw
  her smile at his penis standing straight out from between his
  thighs.
  One of the warders went over to a cupboard at the far end of the
  room while the second warder held his arms behind his back. She
  came back with four leather cuffs. Each cuff had a small metal
  ring attached to it. Quickly she knelt down between his legs and
  strapped a cuff to each ankle. She then moved behind him,
  together the two warders strapped the remaining cuffs to his
  wrists. "Come over here and bend over and touch your toes." The
  nurse moved toward the chromium-plated trolley that was situated
  near the bath. The warders took his arms and walked him toward
  the nurse. John was almost in a daze as they bent him over once
  more. He felt the nurses soft fingers gently rub a strong
  smelling antiseptic over his buttocks. Standing upright once
  more John looked down at himself to see that his penis, although
  still swollen was hanging down between his legs. One of the
  warders took a clip from her tunic pocket and placing his wrists
  together behind his back, clipped the leather cuffs together.
  The warders stood on either side of him and held his arms. The
  led him through the doorway and along the corridor to the
  doctors office. Sarah was just finished her cup of tea when she
  heard the warders knock at the door. "Come in." She shouted as
  she got up from the corner of the desk where she had been
  sitting. She faced the door as they entered, her eyes quickly
  appraising the naked boy as he stood between the two warders.
  Sarah felt a stab of pity as she looked at the boy's blushing
  face and trembling body. Sarah had been aware of her own sexual
  predilections for a very long time. She could not help feeling
  excitement at the prospect of seeing the boy being birched; at
  the same time she felt compassion for him. He was obviously not
  a village lout, but a very sensitive young man. She looked at
  his body as one of the warders unclipped his cuffs and pushed
  him forward. Raising his chin she looked into his eyes, seeing
  the fear and trepidation he was experiencing. "This won't take
  long and I am sure it will all soon be over." She said kindly as
  she placed the stethoscope in her ears. She listened to his
  heart, which was beating wildly. She moved the stethoscope
  slowly over his chest. She made him turn around by gently
  placing her hands on his shoulders. She listened again moving
  the stethoscope over his back. "Just bend over, there's a good
  boy." She spoke softly to him as she pressed her fingers gently
  against his shoulder. John bent over and grasped his ankles. He
  felt the doctor's delicate fingers lightly brush over his
  buttocks. Sarah softly placed her thumbs between the crevice of
  his bottom and pulled the cheeks apart. Satisfied she told him
  to stand and face her once more. John obeyed, embarrassed by the
  sheer beauty of the young doctor, as he stood naked before her.
  Sarah gently cupped his chin and turned his face to the side.
  She stroked the soft palm of her hand over his chest and
  stomach; moving her hand down further she felt his penis throb
  as she slipped her hand between his legs and cupped his
  testicles. "Cough for me will you." She lifted his testicles
  gently, feeling a thrill at her intimate contact with the boy.
  John coughed weakly, his cheeks on fire with the embarrassment
  and humiliation he felt. "Cough again  a nice big one this time.
  She lifted his testicles feeling the soft balls of flesh move
  within the scrotal sac. "There nearly finished now." Sarah took
  his penis between her fingers and gently pulled the foreskin
  back from the glans. She moved the turgid flesh upward to
  examine the opening and then gently let go. She noticed that the
  flesh had began to swell as she placed her hands on the boy's
  shoulders. She could see his bottom lip tremble and his eyes
  near to tears as he looked at her. Sarah could not think of
  anything appropriate to say, although she was determined to show
  him kindness when this was all over.
  
  The warders escorted the boy along the wide corridor. His hands
  had been clipped together behind him and as he walked shakily
  towards the heavy blue door at the end of the corridor he felt
  near to fainting. They stopped in front of the door while one of
  the warders knocked. As the door swung open the warders took a
  firm grip on his arms. Before he had time to protest they had
  quickly moved him to the centre of the room. Two more female
  warders held him as they expertly clipped the cuffs around his
  wrists to narrow chains hanging from the beam above his head.
  Pulling the chains, the warders quickly had his arms hoisted
  into the air. They clipped the chains together and fastened the
  ankle cuffs to rings set in the floor. In a matter of seconds,
  John had found his body stretched tight. His legs were astride
  and his arms pulled outwards and upwards. He could not move.
  
  As he looked around the room he was aware that there were
  several other people stand ing to the side of the room. To his
  left was a steel table holding stainless steel dishes. There was
  also a variety of medical instruments as well as bottles and
  gauze's. To the side of this, there was an oxygen cylinder, its
  rubber hose was attached to a face mask which rested on the
  table. He looked at the assembled people without recognising the
  governor, or the magistrate who had sentenced him. The young
  blonde warder moved to the window, which was directly in front
  him. He watched as she took off her tunic jacket. Her firm
  breasts pushed against the white cotton of her shirt as she
  moved toward an oak barrel in the corner of the room. She pulled
  out a long bundle of birch twigs, which had been soaking in
  brine. The twigs, which were forty inches in length, had been
  expertly bound at one end to make a comfortable handle. She
  moved directly in front of him, holding the birch down to let
  the brine drip from the twigs. John could not believe that this
  pretty young girl was to be the one to beat him. The young
  warder looked at him before moving behind him. She stood to one
  side and shook the last drops of brine from the birch. There was
  complete silence in the room. Sarah, who had entered quietly as
  they were fastening the young man to the beam, was also
  surprised to the see the young blonde warder taking the birch
  from the barrel. Sarah caught the eye of Lady Rawlings and gave
  her a quick smile of greeting before moving to the side of the
  room. They both looked at the prison governor. 
  
  "John Gilbert, you have been found guilty of causing damage to
  public property while drunk and incapable. You have been
  sentenced to six strokes of the birch. Sentence will commence
  forthwith. Doctor Wallis is there any medical reason why
  sentence should not be carried out?" The governor looked across
  at Sarah. "No governor." Sarah managed to say, hoping that she
  had managed to conceal the excitement she felt. The governor
  moved to Sarah's side and whispered. "Will you take up your
  position." Sarah had read the instruction leaflet, which she had
  found in the medial officer's desk draw. It stated that the
  prisoner must be examined for heart rate, breathing and rupture
  after every stroke. Sarah stood in front of the young man. He
  was trembling visibly as he looked into her eyes with a pleading
  expression. Sarah kept her face impassive and slipped her
  stethoscope into her ears. She stepped back as the governor
  nodded to the pretty blonde warder. The young warder raised the
  birch, holding the handle with both hands, she brought it down
  in a perfect arc hard against the middle of the boy's buttocks.
  "Argggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." John screamed in agony.
  Hardly recognising his own voice as the pain seared through the
  very core of his body. He had not expected the pain to be so
  great. The birch twigs had moved against each other as they bit
  into the flesh, nipping and trapping the tender skin.
  "Argggghhh..oooohhhh." He could not help himself crying out with
  the pain. Through a haze of pain he was aware of the young
  doctor moving the stethoscope over his chest. Her face was
  almost touching his as he felt the palm of her hand press
  against his stomach and slide down over his penis and between
  his legs. She cupped his testicles gently. "Cough for me
  please." She moved her cheek next to his, so that he would cough
  over her shoulder. He was aware of her breasts pressing against
  his chest as she squeezed his testicles. John managed to cough
  to her satisfaction. Sarah moved back and nodded to the
  governor. "Please mark one." One of the young warders marked a
  cross in one of the six boxes that were printed on the
  punishment form. The governor nodded to young blonde warder
  holding the birch. Sarah watched as the young girl raised the
  birch and then turned her attention to the naked young man in
  front of her. As the birch struck a second time across the
  centre of his buttocks, he threw back his head in anguish. His
  body stiffened for several seconds before he was able to scream.
  As he screamed Sarah stepped forward and cupped his testicles.
  There was plenty of movement to check for a rupture and she did
  not think that she would be able to make him cough through the
  pain he was feeling. She thrilled as his body thrashed in front
  of her. She squeezed the testicles gently more to give comfort
  to him in his anguish. Letting go she placed her stethoscope
  against his chest and checked his wildly beating heart for
  irregularities. 
  When she had finished she looked across at the governor. The
  governor nodded her approval at Sarahs methods and nodded to the
  young warder to continue. "Mark two." She said as the birch was
  raised once again. The pretty young blonde brought the long
  bundle of twigs down hard. "Thwaacck" The birch twigs bit into
  the young man's flesh in exactly the same spot as the other two
  strokes. Sarah moved around the prisoner and looked at the
  bright red wheals, which covered the entire buttock area. She
  placed her stethoscope against his back as he screamed in
  anguish.
  "Arrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..arrggggggghhhhhhhhhhh
  The veins of his neck stood out above his straining sinews as he
  screamed and screamed. Sarah slipped her hand between his legs
  and once more cupped his testicles. She fondled the captive
  flesh as he tried to move his body in relief against the pain.
  The governor looked enquiringly at her as she slid her hand from
  between his legs. Sarah nodded. She knew that he was fit and
  well yet felt that each time she nodded she felt like an emperor
  at a gladiatorial games, where a thumb turned down meant death
  or mutilation. "Mark three" The governor nodded to the warder
  who raised the birch high above her head. Sarah could see the
  hardened nipples of her young breasts press against the thin
  cotton as she raised the birch. Sarah was fascinated as the
  young girl brought the birch down hard. She watched the twigs
  splay out across the cheeks of his bottom as the birch bit home.
  Sarah moved around the quivering boy, his movements were erratic
  as he tried to deal with the pain. His screams filled the room
  as she moved toward him. His penis was thrashing from side to
  side as he tried to rid his bottom of the pain. Sarah felt a
  thrill run through her body as she gently squeezed his
  testicles. She didn't know whether he was aware of the gentle
  pressure of her fingers as he shivered and quaked. As his
  screams subsided she could not help moving closer to him. Still
  squeezing his testicles she whispered. "Give me a nice big cough
  there's a good boy." Sarah was aware of the effect this would
  normally have on a young man of his age, but she was not really
  sure if he heard her. She nodded to the governor once more.
  "Mark four". Almost immediately the birch came swishing down
  through the air, landing with a loud "Thwaaakk." against his
  buttocks. Sarah watched as the young man's body stiffened as if
  in a trance. He cried out his voice sounding hoarse and weaker.
  "Arrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh.. ohhh  ohhhh..
  Please no more I can't stand it." Sarah moved forward quickly
  and placed the stethoscope on his chest, he was perspiring
  heavily. She slipped her hand between his legs, deliberately
  brushing over his penis, before cupping her fingers around his
  testicles. She moved her head closer and whispered in his ear.
  "Give me a nice big cough, there's a good boy, come along now."
  Even through his anguish she felt sure he was aware of the
  delicate fondling of his testicles. She moved back and nodded
  quickly to the governor. "Mark five" Sarah watched as the young
  blonde raised the birch with both hands. She caught Sarah's eye
  as she held the long birch above her head and gave her a knowing
  look. Sarah watched the young girl bring the birch down hard
  onto the centre of the boy's bottom. He screamed in pure
  abandonment as the twigs bit and pinched every part of his
  buttocks. "Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh..
  Arrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhh.oooohhhhhhhh.  Sarah moved close to
  the boy, as she pressed her hand against his heaving stomach.
  She placed the stethoscope against his chest and as her hand
  slid down over his pubic hair she felt herself suddenly orgasm.
  The orgasm took her completely by surprise; she squeezed her
  legs together and bit her lip as she slipped her hand between
  the quivering thighs of the naked boy. She struggled to control
  herself as she cupped his testicles in her hand. Outwardly her
  expression gave the impression of trying to listen to the
  stethoscope amidst the young man's screams. Inwardly she felt
  the orgasm course through her body. She squeezed his testicles
  hard before letting go and standing back.
  "Mark six. Thankyou ladies." The governor moved around to have
  a look at the boy's face, which was still contorted in agony.
  "Your punishment is over, you will remain fastened for thirty
  minutes after that you will be checked over. If you are
  pronounced fit you will be free to get dressed and leave. I hope
  this has taught you a valuable lesson young man." John could
  hardly believe it was over. He had never thought, even in his
  wildest dreams that it would be possible to receive so much
  pain. He sobbed, tears rolling down his cheeks. He felt totally
  wracked with emotion. His pain was so intense, it was as if red-
  hot pokers had been applied to his bottom. The governor turned
  to Sarah. "Thankyou Doctor Wallis, you were most efficient and
  conscientious. I would like you to check him in about ten
  minutes but first would you like a cup of tea." Sarah's emotions
  were in turmoil; was it possible to behave so normally after
  such an experience? She wondered.
  Lady Rawlings caught Sarah's eye as she was preparing to leave.
  "Can I have a quick word." Sarah nodded and moved closer to her.
  "I am afraid my arrangements were short notice, but I hope you
  found the experience worthwhile." Sarah nodded and smiled. "I
  didn't know what to expect but It was certainly a new
  experience." The rest of the staff had left the room apart from,
  Her Ladyship, Sarah, and the young blonde warder who had wielded
  the birch so efficiently. "Why don't you check him over while I
  go and have a word with the governor." Lady Rawlings smiled as
  she moved past the doorway. 
  
  Sarah turned toward the young man who was still sobbing with
  anguish. She placed her stethoscope on his chest. His heart was
  still far faster than normal, but he was in good shape. She was
  about to leave when the young warder tapped her on the arm. "I
  am going to do something now, you can stay and watch if you
  want." She dropped her gaze demurely, looking up at Sarah
  through lowered lashes. Sarah was intrigued, but made no
  comment. "My name is Rebecca." She said shyly as she moved in
  front of the naked boy. She held the birch out in front of her
  and brushed the twigs over his chest. John opened his eyes and
  looked at the young girl, his eyes moved to her delicate hand
  holding the birch. "Did it hurt you?" She asked innocently. The
  boy blushed, tears rolled down his cheeks. "It feels like I am
  on fire." He managed to whisper. "Well it's all over with now so
  I am going to put it back in the brine." She moved to the corner
  of the room and placed the birch back in the barrel. She moved
  back and stood in front of him once more. She held out her hand
  and cupped his chin, forcing him to look into her eyes. Sarah
  stepped back into the corner of the room and watched the young
  warder as she stood in front of the naked boy. "Don't you feel
  ashamed standing naked in front of a girl, especially after
  she's given your bottom a good birching?" The young warder
  asked. She reached forward and stroked her hand across his
  chest, moving her hand until the fingertips rested against a
  nipple. She pinched the nipple between her finger and thumb
  until she felt the flesh harden. She placed her other hand on
  the opposite nipple and repeated the process.
  The boy blushed an even deeper red. "And how about this." The
  girl took her hands from his chest and reached down, placing her
  fingers delicately around his penis. "Fancy being so helpless
  that I can do what I like with you! Don't you feel ashamed?"
  John closed is eyes in acute embarrassment, as the girl pushed
  the foreskin back and exposed the glans. "Open your eyes and
  look at me, you wouldn't like me to give your bottom a few sharp
  smacks would you?" 
  She started to manipulate the foreskin, pulling the skin forward
  and squeezing before pushing it back until it would stretch no
  further. John opened his eyes, large tears were rolling down his
  blushing cheeks. "That's better  now tell me what is the meaning
  of this?" She tapped his penis, which had begun to swell. "Do
  you always display yourself so blatantly?" She continued moving
  the foreskin up and down the shaft of his penis, her innocent
  expression belying her actions. "Answer me. I can see I am going
  to have to smack you if you don't answer me." John didn't know
  what to say. "er  no miss." She pushed the foreskin back until
  it was fully stretched at the same time she scraped the nails of
  her other hand across the underside of his testicles, before
  taking a firm hold of them. "Now do you see how helpless you
  are." She squeezed the soft flesh of the balls carefully, so as
  not to cause him pain. She felt the penis begin to throb in her
  hand. "Why you naughty boy just look at you." She took her hands
  away and watched his penis throb up and down. "Look at yourself
  you bad, bad boy." John closed his eyes in acute embarrassment.
  He felt absolutely drained. "I said look at yourself or I will
  smack your bottom, so do as you are told and do it now." John
  opened his eyes, first looking at the girl and then downwards to
  his erect penis. He groaned with embarrassment as he watched her
  slender fingers curl around the throbbing flesh. Deftly she slid
  the foreskin up and down the shaft watching his face as she
  increased the speed of her hand. He looked at her through a haze
  of embarrassment as she aroused him. Gently, she slipped her
  other hand between his legs and squeezed his testicles. She
  shivered when she heard the boy gasp and moan. "Come along young
  man, let's have a nice big cum." John could contain his emotions
  no longer. "Arrgggghhhhh..oohhh" He moaned as she increased the
  tempo of her fingers up and down his penis. She quickly moved
  her body sideways, just avoiding the first jets of semen as they
  spurted from him. She squeezed his testicles hard and increased
  the grip on his penis as jet after jet of semen spurted to the
  floor. "Come on now, there must be some more left." She
  whispered softly as she began to slow the strokes of her hand.
  Argggghhhh.. arrgghh.. please  it is so sensitive .  no more
  pleeease. Rebecca slowed her hand but did not stop. "You are so
  helpless you can't do any thing about it can you." She stopped
  the movement with her fingers and after squeezing his testicles
  hard, she let go of him. John gasped as she squeezed his
  scrotum. His whole body sagged between the chains as she let go
  of him. The girl walked away from him and across to Sarah. "I am
  going to fetch him a drink.. are you coming?"
  John felt drained, his bottom was on fire and try as he might he
  could not ease the pain. If only he could rub it or put some
  lotion on it, he thought.
  It was about ten minutes later that Rebecca entered the
  punishment room. She looked at the boy as he hung, straddled
  between the chains. His head was resting on his chin and his
  eyes were closed. She touched him lightly on the shoulder.
  
  
  Jane Marwood had done as she intended. It had been exactly three
  weeks since she had started to teach Richard his lessons. She
  had assimilated well into the household. Her manner and style
  commanded respect without the need for obvious rule. Lady
  Rawlings had ensured that the maids and kitchen staff were aware
  of her position' in fact the young girls now often referred to
  Jane if they needed instruction about various household matters.
  When Diane and Veronica had left to return to school with their
  friend Patricia, Richard's routine had been firmly established
  by Jane. He had been bathed both morning and night, by either
  Rachael and Claire, or Wendy and Annette. Jane had deliberately
  kept her relationship with the boy to that of teacher and pupil,
  her evenings had been spent alone with Lady Rawlings. For the
  past two days she had made sure that although he was to be
  bathed as normal he must not be made to ejaculate. This was in
  preparation for the first part of a carefully detailed timetable
  that she had agreed with Lady Rawlings. Jane's heart fluttered
  as she sat at her desk. Her silk skirt and white blouse felt
  cool against her naked skin. Today she wore no bra or panties
  only a delicate suspender belt which held up sheer stockings
  encasing her beautiful legs. She pressed her thighs together,
  feeling a tremor of excitement run through her body at the
  prospect of the morning's proceedings. It was eight-thirty,
  still fifteen minutes before Richard was obliged to attend his
  lessons. She looked over the room noting that everything was in
  order.
  Jane sat at her desk and opened the centre draw. Her long
  eyelashes accenting her beautiful profile as she looked down
  into the it. She moved her hand over the rattan cane, her
  delicate fingers lingering over the ridges the bamboo. She
  picked up several long ribbons of soft chamois from the back of
  the draw and laid them alongside the cane. Closing the draw she
  stood walked over to the window. The sun was already casting
  it's gentle warmth through the tall Georgian windows as she
  examined her appearance in the wall mirror attached to the oak
  panelling of the wall opposite her. She noted with satisfaction
  the clear outline of her breasts as the light from the window
  shone through the sheer Sea Island cotton of her blouse.
  
  
  The hands of the large clock on the wall slowly moved to
  indicate eleven thirty. Jane Marwood looked across at her pupil.
  Richard was bent down over his books, his face still red with
  embarrassment at the sharp rebuke he had just received from his
  mistress. Jane had made sure that he could not keep his mind on
  his work. Several times that morning she had leaned over the
  boy, her soft breasts brushing against the nape of his neck as
  she pretended to look at his work. She had also crossed over to
  the window, standing against the strong sunlight she had made
  sure her body was angled perfectly for him to see the outline of
  her breasts through the sheer cotton of her blouse. She had also
  caught Richard looking at her several times as she sat at her
  desk. On the last occasion she had sharply reminded him that he
  had only five minutes left to complete the test she had set him
  at the start of the day.
  
  "Right Richard, bring your book over here and let me see how
  well you have got on." Her voice sounded light and cheerful. She
  watched as Richard stood up clumsily and lifted the foolscap
  exercise book from the desktop. His cheeks were suffused in a
  deep red blush by the time he had reached her desk. Jane was
  well aware of the discomfort she caused each time she looked
  directly into his eyes. Jane had always been aware of her beauty
  and she was conscious of her every movement. A simple parting of
  the lips, sometimes dropping her eyelashes and tilting her head
  upwards, angling her body in a pretty pose or gently touching
  someone's hand. She had developed her physical grace to
  perfection. She looked at Richard who was standing in front of
  her, his awkwardness in marked contrast to her poise. "Give me
  your book, there's a good boy." Her voice was almost a purr. She
  took the writing book from his trembling finger. Looking down
  she could hardly be bothered to read the words he had written,
  her mind was already on the course of events to follow. She
  flipped the page back and fourth, checking what she already
  knew, that he had only managed to write one and a half pages.
  Her distractions and been completely successful, keeping him
  from any semblance of concentrated effort. She looked up at him,
  her eyes wide with surprise. "It seems that you have wasted the
  whole morning Richard. I can see no evidence of any proper
  effort and you have not even started question three. What do you
  have to say for yourself?" Richard dropped his eyes and blushed
  an even deeper red. "I  I.. d'don't know miss. I know them I
  j'just couldn't do them in time." Richard's voice trailed off
  into silence. He bent his head and began to shuffle his feet.
  Jane spoke sharply to him. "Stand straight and look at me when
  I am talking to you. Do you mean to tell me that you have no
  excuse for this work". 
  Richard quickly raised his head, looking shocked at the sharp
  rebuke of his mistress. It was the first time he had heard her
  use that tone of voice.
  "I' I'm sorry miss." Richard could hardly speak. His legs were
  trembling as he watched her sit back in her chair. Her eyes
  never left his as she deliberately folded her hands across her
  lap. "Look at me and listen carefully Richard. I have great
  faith in your ability to do good work. This morning you have
  chosen not to and I don't know why. You yourself have admitted
  that you have no excuse, is that correct?" Richard was trembling
  visibly as he began to answer. "I'm sorry miss, I promise I
  won't do it again." Jane leaned forward and looked deep into his
  eyes. I am afraid Richard that your behaviour will have to be
  corrected. I intend you to become a well-educated young man
  whether you like it or not. I am very sorry but I am going to
  have to punish you." Jane leaned back and slowly opened the
  centre draw. She took out the long rattan cane and placed it on
  the desktop. Inwardly she was delighted by the shocked
  expression, which appeared on the boy's face as the cane came
  into his view. "B..but m'mmiss." Richard stammered as tears
  began to form in his eyes. Jane quickly interrupted him. "I'm
  sorry young man, but is for your own good. Go over to your desk
  and undress, quickly now, I don't want to waste the rest of the
  day."
  Richard was unable to move; the words shocked him. He could
  hardly believe this beautiful young woman was going to cane him.
  He began to tremble from head to foot, hardly able to put one
  foot in front of the other as he stumbled back to his desk. He
  turned to her, his voice pleading. "But.. miss."
  Jane found it difficult to keep the thrill of excitement out of
  her voice as she spoke sternly to her young charge. "If you
  delay any more Richard I will double your punishment." "She
  watched with satisfaction as his trembling fingers started to
  undo the buttons of his jacket.  "Come along Richard everything
  off  quickly now." Jane stood up taking several ribbons of soft
  leather from the draw and placing them on top of the desk. She
  closed the draw and moved to side of her desk. She watched
  intently as the boy undressed. He had taken off his jacket and
  shirt and laid them on the seat of his chair. He was naked above
  the waist  but seemed reluctant to unbutton his trousers. "Take
  your shoes and socks off before your trousers   quickly now, I
  have warned you." Jane's voice was stern. Her words seemed to
  have the desired effect as Richard bent over and removed his
  shoes and socks. "Come along  drop your trousers." Tears were
  rolling down his cheeks as Richard undid the buttons of his
  trousers and pushed them down to his ankles. He stepped out of
  them and placed them on top of his clothes on the desk. Jane
  felt an involuntary shiver run through her body as she watched
  the young boy stand up in just his underpants. "Right young man
  come and stand in front of me." She picked up the cane and held
  it across her thighs. She stood with her legs apart and waited
  for Richard to stand in front of her. He was clutching the
  waistband of his underpants as if they might fall. His whole
  body trembled with fear and trepidation, his face flushed a deep
  red as he stood before her. "Drop your pants Richard and bend
  over my desk." Richard's humiliation was complete as he stood in
  front of his beautiful young teacher. He looked up to her face
  as if to plead with her once more. Jane let go of the cane with
  one hand and gently stroked the boy's cheek. "Be a brave boy
  Richard, I have to do this for your own good". Her voice was
  soft, almost tender as she ran her fingers gently down the side
  of his face and over his shoulder. "Come along now, take off
  those pants, I really don't want to punish you more than is
  necessary." She thrilled as she watched him nervously push the
  pants down over his hips and then down his thighs. He bent low
  and picked up the underpants, clutching them against his
  genitals as he stood up. Jane smiled to herself as she reached
  forward and took the garment from his trembling fingers. Richard
  was mortified as she looked into his eyes. "Take your hands away
  and place them by your sides. Stand up straight and look at me."
  Jane looked down at his genitals as he reluctantly uncovered
  himself. She raised the tip of the cane and placed it under his
  chin. "I want you to look at me Richard." Jane's voice was now
  gentle and soothing. "I am going to give you six strokes on your
  bottom and I want you to take it like a man. No nonsense,
  otherwise I will increase it to twelve. Because you are new to
  punishment I am going to secure you. So bend over the desk." She
  lowered the cane and placed it with his underpants on the side
  of the desk. Richard shivered as he felt her gentle hands on his
  naked flesh. She turned him around to face her desk, placing the
  flat of her palm against his tummy she bent him over until his
  chest was pressed flat against the top of the desk. Bending to
  one knee behind him she boldly stoked her fingers up the inside
  of his thighs, making him spread his legs. "Please miss.."
  Richard stammered.
  "It's no good pleading Richard, my mind is made up. Now get
  those legs apart." Quickly she took the ribbons and tied them
  around his ankles, fastening the ends of the soft leather to the
  legs of the desk. She then moved to the other side of her desk
  and taking his wrists, pulled his arms forward and deftly bound
  the wrists together. She attached the other end of the soft
  leather to the handle of the centre draw. "Now Richard I have
  not bound you tightly, but if you do not do as I say, I will
  fetch the maids to hold you down is that clear." Jane heard the
  boy mumble an affirmative reply as she moved back around the
  desk to stand behind his naked body. Although she had not bound
  him tightly she was well aware that he could not move his bottom
  but a few inches. She stood back admiring her handiwork.
  Richard's chest was pressed flat against the inlaid leather top
  with his head turned to one side and his legs spread widely
  apart. Jane relaxed as she examined the naked body stretched
  before her. She noted his firm buttocks as she bent forward to
  look between his outstretched legs. His penis hung down below
  his testicles, which she noticed were tightly encased in the
  scrotum as if he were cold. She moved forward and placed a hand
  on each buttock gently pulling them apart. She heard the boy
  gasp as she ran her forefinger down the crease of the buttocks
  and over the sensitive sphincter. "Right my boy, get that bottom
  up, come along up on your toes," She watched as he obediently
  straightened his legs and pushed his bottom upwards. Jane felt
  a quiver of excitement run through her body. She was aware that
  the boy could not raise his bottom any higher, but could not
  resist the prospect of increasing his embarrassment. "Come along
  you can do better than that" Gently she cupped his scrotum and
  carefully squeezed his testicles, pulling the scrotum backwards
  towards her. She thrilled once more as he gasped with shock at
  the intimate way she handled him. Keeping hold of his testicles
  she delicately encircled his penis with the finger and thumb of
  her other hand and pushed the foreskin upwards, uncovering the
  sensitive glans. "Come along get it up further, there's a good
  boy." Richard could do nothing but mumble. She noted that his
  face, which was turned to the side, was covered in one deep
  blush.
  Letting go of him she stood back and once more took up her
  position. Taking the cane she lowered it so that the tip rested
  on the centre of his buttocks. Richard quaked visibly as the
  cold rattan touched his flesh. Delicately she stroked the cane
  up and down over the cheeks of his bottom. She felt the smooth
  cotton of her blouse rub against her nipples, which were hard
  with desire. 
  "Come along Richard keep it up" With these words she abruptly
  raised the cane and brought it down hard across the very centre
  of his bottom. The effect was electric, his shoulders heaved as
  he strained to straighten up and his mouthed opened wide in a
  grimace of anguish. "Arrrggghhh..  arggghhh." Richard groaned as
  the pain of the stroke seared through his body. Through the
  deluge of pure anguish he heard her voice softly whisper. "That
  was number one." His shoulders quivered as he felt her tap the
  under-part of his buttocks. "Get your bottom up, I shall not
  tell you again." Her voice was now firmer and more husky. "Come
  along now." Richard strained to push his bottom upwards at the
  same time trying to clench his buttocks together as if somehow
  to protect the sensitive flesh. "Don't you dare clench your
  buttocks." With all the will power he could muster Richard
  forced himself to relax his buttocks. No sooner had the flesh
  relaxed a second stroke bit into his tender flesh. He tried to
  rear up but could not move his hands. His whole body seemed
  helplessly pinioned to the desk. He cried out loudly, his throat
  almost constricted with the effects of the pain. "Arrggghhh..
  arrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." "That was number two." Jane's voice was
  soft, almost a mumer. Without warning Richard heard the swish of
  the cane as once more it sliced though the air. He could not
  believe the intensity of the pain as the bony rattan cane bit
  deeply into his flesh. Arrggghhh.. arrggghhhhhh.. 
  arrgggggggghhhhh." Jane squeezed her legs together as she felt
  a thrill run through her body. She pressed her hand between her
  legs and breathing deeply waited for the feeling to subside. She
  watched as Richard thrashed his bottom from side to side. Three
  bright red weals delineated his quivering buttocks. "Get that
  bottom up Richard" She said firmly as she raised the cane once
  more. "That was number three and you have three more to come."
  For the fourth stroke she sliced the cane down across the top of
  his buttocks. 'Thwack'. She delighted in the satisfying sound of
  the cane as it bit once more into his soft flesh. She watched
  delightedly as he threw his head back and screamed.
  "Arrgggggggghhh hhhhhhhhh  arrrgggg gggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh."
  "That was number four." Her words were barely audible as without
  respite she raised the cane again and brought it down hard.
  Richard was beside himself with pain as the bony rattan cane bit
  into his bottom. This time Jane had aimed carefully for the
  tender under-part of his buttocks. Her aim had been true and she
  watched his body quiver uncontrollably as he tried to rid
  himself of the pain  "Arrrgghrgggggghhhhh . Arrrggggggghhhh
  oooooohhhhhh." Richard screamed, his flesh felt as if it was on
  fire. His body was quivering uncontrollably his mouth wide open
  as he fought for breath. "That was number five, you have one
  more to come. Jane was not sure that she had managed to keep the
  excitement out of her voice as mercilessly she raised her arm
  for the sixth and final stroke. She aimed for the centre of his
  bottom and brought the cane down hard, watching as if in slow
  motion, the wicked rattan strike his flesh.
  His flesh seemed to envelop the bamboo as it bit deep into his
  buttocks. The effect of the last stroke was beyond anything
  Richard could have imagined. His whole body stiffened for an
  instance as if had been electrocuted. He tossed his head and
  screamed. Argggghhhh ..  arrgggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 
  arrrggggggggggggggghhhhh. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he
  tried to escape his bindings. His whole body was writhing in
  agony. Arrrggggghhhhhh..arrggggggghhhhhh ooooohhhhhhhh. Please
  misss.. misss n'nnoo more. He shook uncontrollably as the pain
  coursed through his body. "Pleeeeeeese misssss." He was near to
  fainting as he tried to form his words. "Pleeeaaase  miss, no
  more."
  Jane smiled with satisfaction as she laid down the cane. She
  leaned over his quivering naked body and gently stroked her hand
  over his shoulders. "There my boy, it's all over now. Try and
  relax  there's a good boy. Softly her fingers trailed over his
  back and down over his upturned bottom. She bent to one knee and
  deftly cupped his scrotum with one hand while the other
  delicately encircled his penis. She pushed the foreskin back
  over the glans and squeezed the timid flesh. Pulling the
  foreskin down again she began to move her hand up and down in a
  milking motion. She heard the boy gasp as she cleverly
  manipulated his penis. She slowly increased the tempo of her
  ministrations as she felt his penis begin to stiffen. "There,
  there now, it's all over, just relax." Richard gasped as she
  tightened her grip on his penis and pushed the foreskin back as
  far as it would go. She punctuated the stroking of his penis by
  gently squeezing his testicles in a similar rhythm. Richard's
  emotions were in turmoil his breathing heavy and laboured. He
  felt totally trapped and humiliated as she cleverly aroused him.
  She worked diligently, ignoring the moans and groans of the
  naked boy. Abruptly she let go of his testicles and slid her
  fingers up between the crease of his buttocks. Locating the
  sphincter, she teased the delicate membranes around the opening.
  With great care she inserted her finger into the orifice,
  insidiously probing until she felt the sphincter dilate. Without
  warning she pushed her finger firmly up into his bottom at the
  same time pushing the foreskin of his penis back, fully exposing
  the glans. She ignored the boy's gasps as she quickly located
  the prostate gland. Curling her finger inside him, she stoked
  the prostate, feeling his penis throb between her fingers.
  "There's a good boy, just relax it will take the pain away."
  Richard's whole body was trembling, his body wracked with
  emotion as his mistress expertly brought him to new heights of
  sexual sensation. Feeling his penis throb uncontrollable Jane
  quickly pressed her finger deeper into his bottom, increasing
  the tempo of her strokes as she squeezed his penis as hard as
  she could.
  She smiled with satisfaction as the boy moaned uncontrollably.
  A jet of semen erupted from the tip of his penis on to the
  carpet below. Jane moved her hand up and down the shaft of his
  penis with increased speed, her nails gently grazing the rim of
  the glans as her fingers moved down over the tip. Richard shook
  with emotion as she relentlessly milked him of every last drop
  of semen. He felt drained as her fingers slowed and her grip
  relaxed. Jane extracted her finger from his bottom and took hold
  of his scrotum. She squeezed firmly watching the last drops of
  milky white semen escape from the tip of his penis. "There..
  there, just you relax, while I fetch the maids to attend to
  you." Richard was beside himself with emotion. He could not have
  believed that he could feel any more embarrassment and yet he
  was to be subjected to even greater indignities. Jane knew her
  job well, after all she had been trained by the best. Richard
  was her charge and she had made but a small start. He would over
  the next few years be subjected to humiliation, pain and sexual
  pleasure. He would be trained to associate pain with pleasure
  and humiliation with adoration for his mistresses. This for
  Richard was just a beginning. 

  
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