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STORY.11
The Master Chris Collection
SPECIAL SCHOOL FOR DISCIPLINE (1 of 5)
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	It is late spring and we are sitting down in the garden
having breakfast. You are wearing your white satin silk pajama
bottoms and top. I put down my newspaper and look at you.

	"Are you interested in spending your entire summer in an
adventure?", I ask. Your heart skips a beat as you digest this
tidbit of breakfast conversation.

	"What kind of adventure?", you ask.

	"About an hour's drive north of here", I say, "is a very
special school. People like the people you've met send their
daughters, sons, wives and so on to this school for a particular
kind of instruction. The kids are between 16 and 25 years old
and are to be trained in bondage and discipline, in experiencing
this type of sex and in being both obedient and more sexually
expressive. You could be put in charge of that school. You would
have several instructors working for you and you would probably
have between twelve and twenty students. Sometimes wives or
sex-slaves are sent there for a few days of discipline or
training and you would also be in charge of their treatment."

	Your entire body is flushed at the thought. You pussy
has gotten uncomfortably warm and you are literally dripping
with excitement. You shift your body on the chair and feel the
smooth satin glide across your clitoris. You lick your lips and
moan softly, "Mmmmm.",

	"Well?", I ask, "Are you interested?"

	"Yes!", you reply. Your mind is a jumble of thoughts as
your fantasies suddenly go into overdrive. You barely hear me
say, "Great! We'll go up there on Monday an I'll come to visit
every week.

	On Monday morning you and I take a leisurely drive to
the school. It is in a beautiful secluded area north of the
city. The 'school', consists of one large building and several
smaller buildings nestled into the woods. We enter the larger
building and it is not long before you have had the tour and met
everyone. There are no students yet arrived so you and the staff
meet and discuss the routine.

	The 'instructors' are three women and one man. They are
all attractive and all about your age. They will provide lessons
in dressing, make-up, plenty of exercise and when you say,
specialized instruction of another kind. The facilities are
extensive and include swimming in the small lake, volleyball and
horseback riding. By lunchtime, you are feeling quite settled
and I return to the city to work. You all enjoy a delicious meal
and then you sit down in your office ready for your first
interview with the first new student. Your calendar says that
there is a total of fifteen students expected for the summer who
will be arriving over the next few days. You will get to
interview each one.

	The first is a young girl name Melanie. Melanie's file
contains a picture of the seventeen year old girl showing her to
be extremely pretty. Her file says she is being brought by her
guardian who wants her to be more obedient and sexually aware by
the end of the summer. She is described as shy and quiet
although the file states that she has already lost her virginity
to her first boyfriend who immediately dropped her. No pictures
have been taken of her in the nude and her guardian requests for
some if possible.

	You begin to get excited just thinking about it. Your
hand slides down into your panties and you begin caressing your
clitoris. You are so into it that the knock on the door has you
jump. Melanie's guardian is announced and a moment later he
enters your office. He is a tall, dark haired man who is very
self assured. You are immediately attracted to him. You both sit
down and you ask him to describe what he would like done to
Melanie.

	"Well...", he says, "she is a pretty girl but she is
basically very shy. She has had one relationship with this jerk
who screwed her and then left her hanging and she has been quiet
ever since. I can see that it would be easy for her to hide
inside of herself and to never experience sex again. I figure
that a summer here will handle that forever. I told very little
about what to expect. She knows that she basically must obey
everything that is told to her or to expect the consequences. I
have disciplined her myself with a bare-bottomed spanking from
time to time and I've made her stand in a corner showing her
bottom for awhile but what I'd like is to have her be more
exhibitionistic and more aware of her body by the end of the
summer. You smile as your pussy tingles at the thought.

	"Let's have her come in then.", you say.

	Melanie is led into the office and stands on the carpet
in front of your desk.

	"Hello Melanie.", you say, "I am in charge of this
school and of your instruction this summer. Do you know why you
are here?"

	The girl blushes and hangs her head. You are unable to
hear her mumble.

	"Speak up Melanie!", you say.

	"Yes", she replies.

	"Tell me then.", you say

	"I'm too shy about my body and about...sex.", she says.

	"Very well", you tell her, "before we can continue, you
must be examined. Please remove all of your clothing." Her head
shoots up to look at you, not believing what she has just heard
and a deep blush hits her face.

	"Immediately!", you say. Her hands are trembling as they
reach for the buttons on her blouse. One by one, the buttons are
undone and the blouse is finally removed to reveal a white lacy
bra holding well developed breasts. She fumbles several times
before she is able to undo the zipper to her skirt but finally
it too falls to the floor. Clad now only in her flimsy white
undergarments, she looks pleadingly at you hoping that she can
stay as she is.

	"Please remove ALL of your clothing.", she is told. Her
eyes close as she reaches behind her to unfasten her bra. She is
trembling and it takes her a couple of tries to finally undo the
hooks. Her breasts are beautiful. She has a distinct tan line
showing the line of the one piece bathing suit she has worn in
the past and her breasts are sharply white against the light tan
of her body. They are full and round and frankly don't need the
support of the brassiere. The pink, virginal nipples are already
hard and sticking out from her body.

	'They have never felt nipple clips.', you think to
yourself as you imagine her tender nipples pinched by the
metallic clamps. She hesitates for a moment with her thumbs in
the waistband of her panties and then, as though coming to a
decision, she quickly pulls them down her long, legs and off.
She stands up and hides her curly brown pussy hair with her
hands as she faces you.

	"Thank you.", you say, "Now please clasp your hands
behind your head." She blushes again as she obeys your command.
She is deliberately avoiding looking at her guardian who has
been looking on with great interest. You have her stand like
that for a moment watching her blush travel down to the level of
her breasts as she waits, quivering, for whatever comes next.

	You now turn to her guardian, "We shall continue from
here and I am sure you will be satisfied.", you tell him.

	"Yes", he says, "Thank you." He kisses the embarrassed
girl on the cheek and leaves.

	You have the girl put her hands back down. You open your
desk drawer and take out two wrist restraints. In a few short
moments, Melanie has her hands fastened behind her back so that
she is exposed and helpless. You take a small jar of ointment
and you put a dab on each hard nipple. She jumps at the touch.
Within a minute, the ointment has begun to get her nipples hot
and she is beginning to squirm.

	"During your time here", you say, "you will become very
aware of your body. This is your first lesson in that." You
watch her squirm for a moment longer then you cross the room to
sit in a straight backed chair.

	"Come here.", you say. Melanie follows and stands in
front of you. You can see that the ointment is causing all of
her attention to be focused on her nipples. You pull her across
your knee and give her bottom a light spanking.

	When her pale buttocks are a light pink, you order her
to open her legs wide apart. She hesitates a moment and then
obeys. You apply a tiny dab of the ointment to her exposed anus
and hear her gasp at the sensation. Another dab is applied to
her clitoris which is now soaking in her own juices. You stand
her up and have her stand with her back against the wall. She is
both squirming and moaning now as the various sensations in her
body turn her on.

	You take out a camera and begin to take pictures. She is
so aroused that she obediently poses in every wanton position
you demand of her. Finally, she begs you to let her come. You
unfasten her hands and you give her a plastic dildo. She doesn't
hesitate but immediately slides the thick artificial cock into
her. It takes only a moment before the dildo is gliding in and
out of her pussy in long, full, slippery strokes. You continue
to take pictures of her face as it contorts in the ecstacy of
her first real orgasm. You immediately re-attach her wrists
behind her back and remove the dildo. She leans against the
wall, exhausted.

	You call for one of your assistants who comes in and
leads the naked girl out of your office and up to her room. You
are so turned on that you can't stand it. You take the dildo,
still wet and slippery with Melanie's juices and you slide it
into your own soaking pussy. A couple of thrusts and it is
imbedded to its fullest. You sit back down in your chair and you
fell the dildo filling you up. Your whole body tightens and
shudders as you surrender to your first mind-blowing orgasm of
the day.

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