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Master Chris 27
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Special Reform School for Girls © 1988 Master Chris
Story #27 in the Master Chris Collection
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It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon when Lori arrived at the
"Special Reform School for Girls". She was understandably
nervous. The excitement and fear of coming to this place had
been building for weeks. It had been almost a month ago when
Lori's parents had sat her down for an important talk. Lori
remembered it like it was yesterday. She and her sister Roxanne
had just received her weekly "punishment" from mom and dad. Her
bottom was stinging hot and her 18 year old pussy was hotter
especially after the "pussy spanking" from Mom.
"Lori", her father said, "You're 18 years old now and your mother
and I would like to discuss something with you. We think it is
time in your development where you should be disciplined by
someone from outside of your own family. You know that we
believe that someone with the proper upbringing can go far in
this world and therefore, we have enrolled you into the "Special
Reform School for Girls" for 3 weeks of study. As you can
imagine from the name, they specialize in discipline."
Lori's heart was pounding as her mind began to conjure up images
of punishments to be received. 'What would it be like?', she
wondered, 'to be spanked by a stranger!
"You will be going there on the 15th of next month", her father
said, "and you're younger sister will follow you the week after
for 2 weeks of study."
Lori started to tremble at the thought of what would happen to
her while she was there. The next three weeks were a jumble as
Lori tried not to think about her upcoming trip. On the last
night the family had its usual "punishment" session and Lori's
was particularly long and exciting. Her mom and dad told her
that they would be driving her to the special school tomorrow and
that tonight she and her mom would be packing her things.
"You won't need much.", said her dad, "They'll be providing
everything."
His face held the hint of a smile but she wasn't sure why. When
her mom packed Lori's case, Lori was surprised that it contained
so few clothes.
"You won't need too much dear", she was told.
Her clothes for the next day had been all laid out. She was to
wear a light cotton sundress that was backless. She was to wear
shoes and panties but no bra was allowed. It was almost a
sleepless night for Lori. She couldn't get the strange and
exciting thoughts out of her head. Being punished was not
unknown to her. Her parents had been spanking her for years but
she had never been punished by a stranger or in front of a
stranger and the thought of that happening was at once
embarrassing and exciting.
The car pulled past the gate and into the courtyard. It would
hold perhaps 30 students when full. The building was old and
slightly forbidding. Lori shivered slightly as her mom and dad
pulled up to the door. The three of them went inside and were
quickly ushered into the office of the principal. Mr. Walson's
office was very large. It had two leather chairs in front of his
desk and Lori's parents sat down in them leaving her to stand
submissively between them. They were not to wait long. Mr.
Walson entered a couple of minutes later.
"Good Afternoon.", he said, "I won't keep you waiting long.
Simply sign these release forms turning Lori over to our care for
three weeks and allowing us to discipline her as we see fit".
Lori's felt her heart racing. Her palms were moist and she was
sure that everyone could see her trembling. A few short minutes
later it was done. Lori was now officially in the care of this
strange institution.
"We'll see you in three weeks, Honey", said her mom.
Lori quickly kissed her mom and dad good-bye .
"Wait here Lori while I see your parents out.", said Mr. Walson.
When he returned he accompanied by an older woman. She was a
matronly type with dark hair streaked with grey. She had a no-
nonsense look about her and her piercing gaze made Lori
immediately bow her head to look at the floor.
"This is Miss Paltir.", said the principal, "You will be in her
charge while you are here."
"Follow me Lori.", said the woman.
Lori dutifully followed her upstairs into a large tiled bathroom.
The room was overlarge and more than a little foreboding. Lori
took a moment to look around. There was a counter and sink off
to the left and some cabinets on the far side. Commanding the
center of the room was an old fashioned bathtub. Off to the
right was a doctor's examining table. The sight of the metal
stirrups made Lori shiver again. Miss Paltir now turned around
and Lori looked up to see that what she had been doing was
setting up a video camera! Lori's eyes widened as Miss Paltir
approached her.
"Your entire stay here will be recorded.", she said, "Now, I am
going to prepare you. Come over here."
Lori moved over beside her and, as instructed, stood up on a
small platform about one foot high beside the bathtub.
"Remove your shoes", said Miss Paltir.
Lori did so now feeling the cool feel of the platform against her
bare feet.
"Now the dress", said the stern woman.
Lori pulled the cotton sundress off over her head leaving her in
only her white cotton panties. Her hands went naturally to cover
her breasts but Miss Paltir wouldn't permit it.
"No, keep those hands down", she said.
A deep blush hit Lori's face as she lowered her hands. Her pert
teenage breasts were now on display for this strange woman.
Despite herself she could feel her long brown nipples getting
hard. Miss Paltir staring right at them and Lori could see her
smile slightly as she watched them stiffen.
"Place your hands behind your head young lady", she said and
reluctantly Lori did so.
The older woman now reached over to grasp the waistband of the
young girl's panties. Very slowly, she pulled on them removing
her last defense. Lori's smooth white bottom and tan line were
revealed and then her triangle of brown hair was uncovered. A
moment later, Lori was naked. Lori was mortified as the video
camera continued to impassionately record her ordeal.
"Turn around Lori.", said Miss Paltir.
Lori obediently turned full circle allowing Miss Paltir to
further examine her now naked body. When her bottom came into
view, Miss Paltir instructed her to pause for a moment. Lori
felt the cool hands of the older woman stroking her buttocks.
"Mmmm perfect for a spanking.", she murmured to herself.
Then, to Lori's horror, her buttocks were spread wide apart by
the woman thus exposing her most intimate opening. A moment
later, Lori was instructed to continue to turn around until she
was facing Miss Paltir again. Lori's hands were still behind her
head, submissively offering herself to the woman. Leaving Lori
in this position, Miss Paltir now drew a hot bath and filled the
tub with bubbles. When the tub was full, Lori was told to get in
it. She was not to be permitted to touch herself, she was told.
Miss Paltir began to wash her, paying particular attention to her
sensitive 34B breasts and between her legs. Lori couldn't stifle
a moan as Miss Paltir's soaping hands lingered over her pussy.
When she was finished and had been dried in a huge bath towel,
she was led over to the doctor's examining table. Her heart
began to race faster as they approached.
"Up on the table Lori.", she was told.
Slowly, she got up on the table and lay on her back feeling the
paper crinkle under her. Her feet were put into the cold
stirrups and fastened there with cloth straps. Then the stirrups
were adjusted far apart to completely expose her. Straps were
attached to her wrists and these were pulled above her head and
clipped to the top of the table. Lori was left like this,
completely helpless and totally exposed. She started to tremble
with the anticipation of what might happen next. She was getting
more and more turned on and she knew that her pussy was soaking
wet by now.
As though reading her mind, Miss Paltir looked down and said,
"You're going to get an enema young lady. Have you ever had one
before?"
"Yes Miss.", said Lori in a meek little girl voice.
Miss Paltir moved down now between Lori's outstretched legs.
Lori felt her long cool fingers touching her there. Her
sensitive inner lips were pulled apart to show the hot, wet
interior. Then they were pulled back to expose her hard little
clit. When Miss Paltir touched it, Lori's hips jumped and she
moaned softly. Again Miss Paltir smiled. Lori now watched as
she took a tube of lubricant and applied a liberal amount of it
to her finger. She shuddered thinking about what was about to
happen to her.
As Miss Paltir approached her again, Lori turned her head aside,
not daring to look. The cool touch of the lubricated finger on
her anus caused her to clench her pale buttocks but the stirrups
kept her open and vulnerable to the ministrations of her
mistress. The long slender finger slid slowly but firmly into
Lori's hot bottom. Lori let out a moan as the finger buried
itself to the hilt in her sensitive ass. Nor was Miss Paltir
content to let her finger lie idle. It started moving in and
out, slowly building a steady rhythm as Lori's hips started
moving up and down of their own accord. The finger slowly
withdrew leaving Lori now breathing heavily.
The next sensation was the feel of the enema nozzle as it slid
slowly, but deeply into her. The warm rush of water followed
immediately after. It seemed to continue for a long, long time.
Lori felt her stomach getting tighter and tighter as the water
filled her. It was soon complete. As the enema nozzle was
removed, Miss Paltir quickly replaced it with a butt plug.
"Mmmppff", said Lori.
She had never had such a device in her before. It was about 4
inches long and thinner in the middle than at the end. When it
was inserted into her, it took her breath away as her anus was
stretched over the unyielding plastic. Then her ass clenched over
the thinner part of it and it was in. Miss Paltir looked up at
her. Lori's face was flushed and she was breathing in short
ragged breaths.
"I'll be back in a few minutes.", she said, "You need time to
leave the water in."
She left the room quickly leaving Lori still attached to the
table. Lori was helpless and particularly vulnerable. She felt
a dire need to go to the bathroom but the butt plug prevented it.
The butt plug itself was holding her ass open but tight. It was
the most unique feeling she had ever encountered and she moaned
out loud as she pulled at her bonds. Every second seemed like an
eternity as she waited for Miss Paltir to return. In reality it
was only 5 minutes or so but it seemed to Lori to have lasted
forever.
When she returned Lori had expected that she would be immediately
released but it was not to be so. Miss Paltir again positioned
herself between Lori's outstretched legs. Lori looked down to
see her begin to remove Lori's brown patch of pussy hair with a
razor.
"Oh no... Please don't.", she whimpered, pleading.
Her cries fell on deaf ears as Miss Paltir quickly and expertly
removed all of her pubic hair thus leaving her more exposed than
ever. The constant touching of Lori's pussy kept her on the
verge of orgasm but the experienced woman would not allow it.
Soon it was done. Miss Paltir loosened her bonds and led her
over to the toilet and had her sit down before reaching between
her legs to pull out the butt plug.
Lori was embarrassed but relieved as it was removed. She was not
left by herself however. Miss Paltir stayed there, watching
everything as did the ever present video camera. Lori had never
been so humiliated. She was soon cleaned up and Miss Paltir
finally decided that she was "ready". Lori wasn't sure for what.
Leather cuffs were attached to her wrists and ankles and another
thinner one around her neck as a collar. She was told that they
would remain on for her entire stay to remind her of her status.
She was given a thin cotton robe to wear. It was not much more
substantial than a hospital gown. It came down to just below her
buttocks and as she looked down she could see that her brown
nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. She was
not permitted any underwear or even shoes.
Her hands were fastened behind her back and she was then led out
of the bathroom and back downstairs to the study. The study or
library was an interesting room. It was filled with leather
chairs and opulent surroundings. In the center of the room was
what looked like a vaulting horse from school. Lori suspected
that's its use here was probably very different. Over to one
side was the ever present video camera. As she was led into the
room, she saw Mr. Walson again. He was sitting in a comfortable
leather chair as she approached. He looked her up and down
carefully. Lori's face was stilled flushed from the constant
stimulation she had had over the last hour. Her pussy was, she
knew still moist and hot. She was embarrassed to be on display
like this in front of a stranger and she found herself unable to
look Mr. Walson in the eye.
"Remove the gown.", he said suddenly in a deep and stern voice.
Lori felt a stab of fear strike her stomach. Miss Paltir reached
over and undid her wrists and then in one quick motion pulled the
robe over her head leaving her again completely naked. Her hands
were once again fastened behind her leaving her now naked and
exposed in front of Mr. Walson. Her shaved pussy was now being
seen for the first time and her hot pussy juices were clearly
visible on the protruding lips.
"Have her over the bench, if you please Miss Paltir", said the
principal.
Lori felt herself being pulled over the leather vault. Her bare
belly and breasts pressed down hard on the cool leather. Her
wrists and ankles were stretched out taught and attached to
convenient clips in the legs of the vault. Her ankles were
pulled apart and once again she blushed as she was exposed to Mr.
Walson and the camera. She felt the rough fingers of Mr. Walson
at her rear and a moment later one was sliding into her bottom,
covered in lubricant.
Lori's toes curled as the finger worked its way into her. It was
soon removed and replaced by a larger plastic intruder. It felt
just like the butt plug that had recently filled her behind.
This one was, however, different. Mr. Walson reached down and
turned it on. The rectal plug began to vibrate, sending
incredible sensations up into Lori's already oversensitive body.
Lori cried out at the feeling. She looked behind her and saw
that Mr. Walson was holding a leather crop. Lori closed her eyes
at the sight.
The sound of the crop whistling through the air came just before
the searing pain of it on her behind. The strokes were quick and
hard and it only took a couple before tears were streaming down
Lori's face. She opened her eyes and saw Miss Paltir right
beside her stroking her face. Behind her Mr. Walson was stroking
her bottom. The sensations were overwhelming. The vibrating
plug in her anus, the hot stinging sensation in her buttocks and
Miss Paltir who now reached over to begin tugging at Lori's long,
aching nipples.
Behind her Mr. Walson inserted two fingers deep into her pussy as
he began toying with the anal vibrator. It was too much. Lori's
whole body tightened and she cried out loud as her orgasm started
from the tips of her toes and raced through her. Her pussy was
on fire and she could feel herself bucking against the bonds as
she came. Her ass clenched on the vibrator and her pussy
tightened on the penetrating fingers as she came again and then
again in the most intense sensation she had ever encountered in
her sixteen years. As she calmed down, she began wondering if it
would be like this for the entire three weeks!
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