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Subject: {ASSM} A Right And Proper Switching (F/M fdom)
Date: Sun, 24 Nov 2002 23:10:03 -0500
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A Right and Proper Switching

"There was a major incident here at the school this afternoon," Miss
Adams, the administrator, told her staff in the hastily formed
Wednesday morning meeting.  "There were eleven students involved, and
they had a well planned strategy for escape.  They got further than
any previous attempts, and it was Alisha's sharp eye that thwarted the
caper."  Miss Adams paused for a moment and continued.  "I'm willing
to listen to ideas about how to deal with the situation of this
magnitude.  I have some ideas, but I want to hear from you first.
Anyone?"

"Has group discipline been considered?" Darla injected.

"Please explain."

"Well, if it were up to me," the dark-haired instructress with an
at-times bossy demeanor said, "I'd get 'em all in the discipline room
and give each of them a right and proper switchin'!"

Vicky, another instructress, asked, "Just what IS a right and proper
switching?"

"Well, when I was a girl, I got a few of 'em.  She'd go cut a crepe
myrtle switch and hold on to me and give it to me good, real fast
like, till it was wore out.  Let me tell you, that really did the
job!"

"You think that would work here at the school?  I mean, these are
multiple probation violators that we have, and they've gotten the
strap in the discipline room before."

"The difference is when they get a switchin' in front of their
friends, they'll try to be all, you know, tough about it.  When we
give 'em the strap when they're by themselves, they carry on and all."

Miss Adams said, "I like that idea.  I'll have some modifications made
to the discipline room in the next two days to accommodate the plan.
Darla, have you given switchings before?"

"Yes."

"Vicky?"

"I gave my boyfriend some switchings a few months ago.  I think we
ought to give these guys two or three switches each, until they're
worn out!"

"Darla, I'd like you and Vicky to cut the switches and soak them in
salt water until they're ready to be used.  Each of you will take
turns administering the punishment.  Also, we'll have everyone else in
lockdown and provide audio and video feed into each room - that way
everyone will be watching and listening."

Murmurs of excited assent filled the room, and Miss Adams announced
that they'd work out the details of the session by the next day, and
adjourned the meeting.

Vicky and Darla roamed the grounds of the school and selected a nice
bunch of crepe myrtle switches.  They were somewhat longer and thicker
than the ones that they had used on their boyfriends.  After trimming
and preparing the switches, they soaked them in a vat of salt water.

"Maybe I should get some more practice on my boyfriend using the
switch," Vicky quipped with a dizzy smile that showed her pleasure at
the thought.

Darla giggled.  "Yeah, I can't wait for the session.  I told my
boyfriend to be ready for me when I get home Friday night - I get so
hot thinking about what we're gonna be doing, we're gonna have quite a
romp."

Two days later, Friday evening, the punishment room was ready.  There
was a solid wooden beam affixed to the ceiling, three feet out from
the wall, all around the room.  The beam had good sized metal rings
spaced approximately four feet apart.  There were also hinged metal
rings which were flush with the floor when they weren't being used,
spaced appropriately.

Darla and Vicky watched as Nadine and Kathy led the miscreants in, one
by one, and bound each one's wrists together and, arms stretched above
their heads, hooked to a ring in the ceiling.  Then they cinched a
strap around the male's knees, binding them together.  They attached a
short binding strap around the ankles of the miscreant and tied the
strap to a floor ring.  The process of getting the eleven students
bound for their punishment consumed over a half hour.  Each one at
this point was still fully clothed.  Nadine set up the video camera
and set the feed to go to all areas of the institution.

Miss Adams asked her staff in attendance if everyone was ready.  They
all said they were.  "Very well.  We will now begin.  Vicky, you may
administer first.  Apply two switches until they can no longer be
used."

Vicky's heart pounded.  She kept her composure as she loosened and
pulled down the pants of the first one to mid-thigh.  The bared middle
was in sharp contrast to the clothed area, and intensified the feeling
of vulnerability in the soon to be punished male.  Darla stood in
front of him.  Vicky retrieved two sturdy switches from the vat of
salt water and asked Darla to hold one of them for her until she
needed it.

Vicky got in position to give the switching - mostly to one side of
the bare bottomed male.  She placed her feet well apart, and pointed
her toes inward.  Her skirt was rather tight and kept her from
spreading her knees.  She bent her knees slightly and commenced the
switching, and she kept her feet in place as she switched without
pausing.  With every swipe of the sturdy switch, she swiveled her
hips, creating an erotic spectacle to an observer.

The manner in which the male was bound prevented evasive movement
other than limited twisting from side to side, which he assuredly
attempted from the start.  During the first several strokes, which
took place over a few seconds, he pressed his lips together in
diligent determination to avoid an outcry around the other males that
he knew were there.  The intense pain from the switch, combined with
Vicky's skillful administration, made that impossible after a moment.
Several times the sturdy switch curled around the right side of his
buttocks and hips, raising an instant red weal there.  He twisted and
writhed to the extent that his bindings allowed.

Whipp! Whipp! Whippp! Whipp! Whipp! Whipp!

"... AAAH! OWW! OHH! OWW! AAAH! OOOH! AAAAAAH! OH! OOOH! OWWW!"

"Faster, Vicky, if you can," Darla said.

Vicky stepped up the rate at which she applied the switching, and
swiveled her hips more quickly and excitedly.  The faster pace had an
instant effect on the recipient, whose ardent writhing and genuine
exclamations were no secret to the other bound males in line for the
same treatment.  The ones who were in a position to glance at the
scene shuddered in fearful anticipation.

The sturdy switch held up for several minutes, and by the time it
frayed Vicky had applied a great many strokes, diagonally and at
various angles across the bare nether cheeks of the male.  Darla
handed Vicky a fresh switch, and she continued the punishment.  The
recipient's reaction, both vocal and physical, was predictable -
intense writhing and squirming, and spirited supplication for the
switching to stop.  But Vicky was not swayed by any of it, and simply
switched and switched, fast and hard, until the second switch was
frayed.

They left the first recipient bound in position and Darla retrieved
two switches.  Nadine moved the video camera and microphone to the new
target.  Vicky stepped in front of the next bound male and pulled his
pants down.  She then held Darla's spare switch and observed.

"This is how they give a good switchin' where I grew up," Darla
announced.  She stood with her legs as far apart as her short black
skirt allowed, and with teeth clenched and lips pressed firmly
together, gave hard, rapid strokes.  In sharp contrast to Vicky, she
stood motionless except for her arm that gave the nonstop switch
strokes.

"Ow! OWW! OH! AAUGH! NO! OOH! AAAAAAAAH! OW-OW! AAAAGH!..."

The young man's intense reaction to the switching conveyed the
effectiveness of Darla's attentions.  As she switched, she watched the
pattern of angry thin striations rapidly appear on the writhing,
wiggling buttocks of her charge.  This switching went on and on, and
the young man fervently pleaded for relief long before the first
switch was frayed.  His bottom was well etched with red weals when
Darla reached for the second switch.

Taking no particular aim except that the switch struck on the
buttocks, Darla resumed and continued to administer hard, rapid
strokes, paying no attention to her charge's strident pleas for mercy.
She laid many of these striations diagonally on the recipient's bare
bottom where they intersected previous strokes.  The shouts that
filled the room were a constant reminder of what awaited the ones who
were bound in position but had not received the switch.

Vicky's turn came, and she vigorously whipped each switch in turn
until it was frayed beyond use.  Then Darla, and they alternated.  The
various recipients had almost identical vocal and physical reactions,
differing only in how long they stood the switch before giving in to
exclamations and supplication.

When the final recipient's turn came, Miss Adams informed the two
switchmistresses that this one was the organizer of the caper, and
that she wanted both Vicky and Darla to have a turn at this one.  She
further instructed that the miscreant's thighs and legs were fair game
for their attentions.  "Vicky, why don't you go first.  Two switches."

Vicky, after sizing up her target, switched randomly from the waist
down.  The intense sensation of the biting switch had the miscreant
twisting and writhing as much as his restraints allowed.  He freely
cried out when Vicky started in with the second switch.  While Vicky
swiveled her hips, her recipient writhed and struggled as far as his
restraints allowed.  The other miscreants, their bared bottoms still
smarting from their switchings, heard a litany of outcries and
pleading that they would not soon forget.

Vicky's face was flushed and her crotch wet from arousal when the
second switch frayed, and Darla stepped up.  With her characteristic
stance of spread legs, bent knees, and one hand on her hip, she
switched and switched.  She was oblivious to the sounds in the room as
she applied the first switch, and then the second one.  Her
concentration was divided between the task at hand, and her wanting to
get home and feel her boyfriend's hardness inside her.  Miss Adams had
her own plans for afterward.

While the switchings were carried out, everyone who was not in the
discipline room had watched the video feed to the screens in their
rooms.  All the inmates and staff also heard the vocal reactions from
each recipient in turn.  Televising of a punishment had never before
been done at the school.  Naturally, the scene had everyone's rapt
attention.

One by one, each student was led back to his quarters, and was walked
through the halls with his pants pulled down in the same way he
received the switching.  Hands bound behind him, led by two escorts,
it was a humiliating journey for each one.

Miss Adams thanked Darla, Vicky, and the staff for their work that
evening, and went to her office.

Darla went home, undressed, and crawled into bed with her boyfriend.
He pulled her close, his hard cock nestled between her legs.  She
whispered a description of the evening's events, 
getting more excited as she related the story.  As her arousal
increased she spread her slender legs apart.  She gasped when he
entered her.  He slid in easily, and her aroused womanhood welcomed
him inside.  Her excitement made every nerve fiber in her vagina
sensitive to every movement of her boyfriend's hard member.  He
probed, plowed, and pumped.  Her hips trembled, she gritted her teeth,
and exploded in climax.  The power of Darla's orgasm sent him past the
point of inevitability, and he spurted uncontrollably.

Vicky, alone that night, went to bed and turned off the light.  Erotic
frustration kept its hold on her, and she irritatedly threw off her
covers and spread her legs.  Her own lubricant, sticky and profuse,
oozed from her womanhood.  She unabashedly moaned as her experienced
fingers stroked her labia and ever protruding clitoris.  She held
mental images of the switchings she gave that evening - the striations
of red weals on the buttocks of the miscreants; their wiggling and
struggling against their restraints; her increasing arousal.  The
stimulation overcame her and she surrendered to an intense and
satisfying climax.

Miss Adams, alone in her office with the door locked, slipped off her
panties, seated herself in front of the video monitors, and replayed
the video recordings of the switchings.  She hiked up her dress,
spread her legs, and used her profuse natural lubricant as she
stimulated herself.  Throughout the replay she brought herself to
several orgasms watching Vicky wiggle her hips while she switched, and
seeing Darla's experienced and capable arm apply the striating
punishment.

Sated with orgasmic relief, Miss Adams bunched her panities in her
fist and shoved them into her briefcase.  Then she left for the night,
having seen a right and proper switching.


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