Alice checked her dress. She had to ensure that her dress and underwear were adjusted properly. She had struggled with her apron in the past until someone had shown her how to fix it in place. She knocked on MM’s door and waited for her reply. She relished and feared these meetings as they combined a frisson of fear and pleasure. “Come in,” said MM from inside and she turned the handle, pushed the door open and started to enter.

Alice had been a student and MM’s Academy for the Disciplining of Young Ladies for three months. She had enrolled at the Academy as she knew she was in need of discipline as she was unruly and difficult to control. The Academy used corporal punishment to instil the discipline she craved after a disorganised early life. It catered for ladies like Alice, ladies who had a surprise down there.

She walked into MM’s office and had to refrain from smiling when she saw what MM was wearing. MM all the time wore severe clothing and footwear to reinforce her role as the matriarch and the leader of the Academy. All of the women feared MM which was necessary to help with the re-education the women had entered the Academy to receive.

MM: Good afternoon Alice, have you been behaving yourself?

AA: Yes, I have been behaving myself.

This question all the time posed a dilemma for Alice. She knew she had to be good and she had to admit that since joining the Academy her behaviour had improved. However, the sanctions for not behaving excited her and she had to strike a balance to get the pleasure she craved. Mistress opened a file on her desk and read from it.

MM: The reports on your behaviour are better but there are still some records of bad behaviour. Last week you were caught talking in your dormitory after light’s out, five strokes, you were caught running in a corridor, five strokes and you were seen without your apron in the field, five strokes. Shall we go through for your punishment?

Alice all the time smiled when Mistress said this as it was an instruction not a question and Alice certainly had no choice over what would happen next. She relished it though and looked forward to the events that would take place behind the door marked Private, the room visitors never saw.

Alice followed Mistress and savoured the view of the PVC skirt with the slit up the back trying to glimpse a flash of pant but was all the time disappointed. As they entered Mistress walked past the spanking bench and tapped it a couple of times but kept moving. The tapping was a silent signal that this where she would punish Alice. Alice stopped at the bench and managed to stroke the leather before lying down on it. Alice loved the bench, she loved the feeling of the cool black leather against her body and drifted into her usual dreamland as she rested her face against the top. Mistress then started binding her to the bench. The bench had wide leather straps encircling her waist, ankles, calves, elbows and wrists. Alice loved the sight of the straps as they had double prongs to make escape impossible. Mistress all the time pulled the straps slightly too hard, hard enough to restrain and pinch slightly but not hard enough to be too uncomfortable, more putting Alice into the sub space she craved.

She watched as Mistress then moved to the tool wall where a selection of punishment tools were stored. She smiled as Mistress selected the cane, her favourite tool because of its severity and the pain and pleasure it inflicted. Mistress swished the cane through the air creating a whooshing sounds which which made Alice tingle down below. Mistress came over to lift Alice’s skirt and pull down her panties and tights exposing her buttocks and thighs. The punishment then started and Alice knew the drill.

Whoosh…whack… “one, thank you Mistress.” Alice had been told that she must count each stroke out and thank her mistress after each one. The punishment continued until, “fifteen, thank you Mistress.” Alice had experienced the physical feeling of the cane striking her followed by a searing pain through her body a few seconds later and finally a euphoria as endorphins coursed through her body. She loved corporal punishment and craved this weekly experience. She worried about how she would still get the punishment she craved when she eventually left the Academy and could only hope she could meet a disciplinarian like Mistress who would continue to punish her.

When the punishment was complete Mistress untied Alice and gave her a moment to compose herself. She asked Alice to come and kneel at her feet and confess to any impure thoughts she had been having.

MM: Have you been abstaining from abusing yourself?

AA: Yes Mistress, I haven’t touched myself down there all week.

MM: Good, too many women here refuse to abstain and they have to be locked in chastity.

Alice had seen the locked cages around the other women’s cocks and balls which was put in place to stop them getting erect and allowing self abuse. Alice had to admit to herself that the wondered of a cage around her cock excited her, but she wasn’t ready to wear one.

MM: Now that you have been punished you can have your pleasure.

Alice removed her cock from her pants. She was glad of this as she had been getting hard and the confines of her white frilly panties wasn’t gonna hold her rapidly growing cock for much longer. Before she could begin stroking it Mistress reached down and cupped Alice’s balls in her leather gloved hand. Mistress applied some pressure exciting Alex.

MM: You are not lying, your balls are full of your Hot cream and so let’s let it out.

Alice winced as Mistress squeezed her balls harder and used a finger from her other hand to gently scratch her scrotum. As she felt the pressure of the finger down there she smiled as pain made way for pleasure. She liked the touch of leather on her skin and Mistress often gave her this pleasure. Alice liked the fabrics Mistress wore. Mistress would usually be seen in leather, PVC, satin and silk, fabrics Alice liked touching. Recently Mistress had acquired a baggy cream latex blouse and Alice was excited about seeing Mistress wearing it. Mistress’s footwear was also another weakness but while her tongue licked her lips in eagerness, she withdrew it back into her mouth, savouring some footwear cleaning for another day.

Mistress started wanking Alice’s cock while she whispered some words of encouragement. Soon Mistress took Alice’s hand and encouraged her to stroke herself or inflict self-abuse as it was referred to when they were on their own. As Alice stroked herself Mistress aroused her telling her of forbidden pleasures. Alice had to admit that Mistress aroused her today with her attire. Mistress had a black satin blouse on. The cut was low revealing the inner curves of Mistress’s fine looking breasts. Alice often thought what it would be like to touch the lovely globes she could only glimpse in front of her. Alice had never touched another woman’s breasts, only her own as she had excited herself, turning herself on and arousing herself as part of her self abuse ritual. She thought what it would be like to see Mistress’s breasts and her nipples. She had heard Mistress was quite a bad girl and had her nipples pierced as well as a piercing down there, something Alice found very erotic.

As Alice felt her climax coming and knew what had to happen next.

AA: Please may I come Mistress?

MM: Yes you may, you have learnt you must ask and this is good.

Shortly afterwards Alice’s climax occurred. Mistress had not been wrong in her prediction as wave after wave of Hot cream erupted from end of Alice’s cock. As it shot out Alice struggled to control the direction with some landing on the PVC of Mistress’s skirt and a stray blob landing on Mistress’s breast.

Alice feared what would happen next and she knew Mistress would not be happy. Whilst Mistress used her finger to remove the blob and licked it, swallowing the small blob of cream, Mistress’s smile soon turned to a frown and the next thing Alice knew was a hand flying through the air and smacking her on the side of the face. Alice felt the sting and knew she would have a red mark on her face for all to see as tears started to well up in her eyes.

MM: We’ll deal with this next week, you are dismissed.

Alice stood up, replaced her panties and adjusted her clothing before curtsying, thanking Mistress and turning to leave. Despite the pain and marking in her buttocks and thighs and the pain in her cheek a smile appeared on her face. She relished next week’s punishment as she was sure it would be a very severe one.