William Cyr - The Headmaster

Stepping behind her, Frank grasped the hem of her jumper and began pulling it up quite slowly. There were giggles and mock whistles of admiration from the on-looking girls as the pleated garment came up to reveal long, shapely legs in clinging, full fashioned black nylons, black garter belt suspenders standing out vividly against carnation-white thighs and generously proportioned, girlishly plump buttocks encased in snug-fitting black panties. Frank carefully pulled the jumper up until bare flesh was visible above the tops of her panties, and then stopped for an admiring glance before moving over to his second victim.

Blushing furiously and trembling with embarrassment, Donna said nothing as Frank grasped the hem of her jumper and began the task of unveiling her spank spot. Again there were titters and mock whistles of admiration as shapely legs attired in black stockings came into view, followed by quivering white thighs and rotund feminine buttocks encased in sheer black panties. Frank licked his lips as he gazed at the twin pairs of panty-clad bottoms quivering anxiously as their owners awaited correction.

"Why don't you hurry up and get it over with?" Donna protested, her face a bright scarlet as she glanced back over her shoulder.

The protest only served to draw some amused giggles from the onlookers.

As usual when a spanking was upcoming, the girls were talking among each other in an amused undertone of great expectation. Occasional words like "big" and "hot" could be overheard by the anxious victims.

As might be expected, Frank conducted the panty-lowering ceremonies with deliberate slowness, grasping the elastic waistbands with both hands and pulling them down inside out until they formed a ring around the wearer's thighs just above her stocking tops. Lois' panties came down first and the long-legged brunette, blushing as red as a beet and blinking back tears of shame, trembled haplessly as her fully rounded, pink-white feminine buttocks came into view for all to see. Donna's turn came next and the attractive platinum blonde could not conceal her deep humiliation as her curvaceously rounded, buxom hips were exposed before everyone.

"Wow, look at that!" one of the girls remarked at sight of the two upturned pairs of plump, rounded bare bottoms awaiting correction. There were similar comments from the other girls, all of whom were obviously intrigued by the two quivering targets. Once again words like "big" stood out in the undertone of excited conversation.

Their stockinged knees almost buckling under them at times, the two pretty secretaries had no choice but to endure the full humiliation of having everyone's eyes fastened on their upturned and completely vulnerable spank spots. Both of them remembered to hold their legs together to minimize their exposure as much as possible, but a hint of girlish treasure was still quite visible at the fork of their legs.

"Hurry up! For heaven's sakes!" Lois cried out, obviously unable to stand the tension much longer.

Watched by the grinning girls behind him, Frank stood behind Lois and drew his right hand back.

Whack!

Frank's hand smacked lustily against the exposed feminine target.

"OW!" Lois yelped, her brunette head snapping back and long legs buckling at the knee.

The watching girls snickered and some of them clapped their hands with delight.

Whack!

The second smack landed on the opposite cheek.

"Oww! Oh!" Lois squealed, one hand reaching back to protect herself.

"Take your hand away!" Frank warned as he moved on to the next victim.

Her pretty bottom puckering obscenely, Donna miserably awaited her fate.

Frank paused and slowly brought his hand back.

Splat!

Frank's masculine hand landed on tender feminine flesh with a loud report.

"Eeek!" Donna squealed, her blonde curls flying as her head snapped back.

Her reaction produced gales of laughter from her assembled roommates.

Splat!

Frank's capable palm smacked lustily against her other quivering mound.

"Ow! Not so hard!" Donna cried out, squirming prettily and looking back with a worried look on her blushing face.

All four mounds were displaying a light flush from the introductory smacks.

Smack! Splat!

Frank began applying the second round of spanks to the upturned targets.

The feminine squeals and wriggles that invariably followed each noisy smack produced the expected reaction from the on-looking girls, all of whom were enjoying themselves immensely at their roommates' expense.

Smack! Splat! Smack!

Frank applied the third round of spanks, giving each of the four cheeks a crisp whack that momentarily flattened it. By this time both victims were crying and wriggling furiously as the temperature in their bottoms began to soar. Frank took his time about it, fully enjoying the aesthetic advantages of watching two lush feminine spank spots, framed by black garter belts and stockings, turning rosy pink and then bright red.

"Look how red they're getting!" one of the girls remarked in a voice the victims could clearly hear. Others joined in with similar remarks.

Smack! Splat! Whack!

Frank moved up and down behind the two suffering girls, giving each plump globe individual treatment. As the building bonfires in their backsides made each fresh spank that much more painful, the two young women sang an impromptu soprano duet of pain and shame. Reddening feminine buttocks twisted furiously and sandaled feet stamped helplessly against the floor. Their hot tears spoiling their make up, the two of them occasionally looked back over their shoulder with appeals for mercy.

"Ouch, oh, no, not so hard!" Donna pleaded in an anguished voice.

"Please! Ow!"

"Ouch! Oh, no! Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo!" Lois sang the cabaletta to the aria that Donna had begun. "Oh, no! Please, please!"

The two miserable girls received no sympathy from their assembled roommates. Indeed, as their quivering buttocks turned a flaming crimson, they were only too well aware of their roommates' amused titters, giggles and cutting remarks. Some of the comments were quite devastating.

Whack! Smack!

Frank began moving at a faster pace, his hand smacking like a paper bag popping each time it came into contact with tender feminine flesh. His hand ranged from stocking tops to garter belts, and he made some effort to achieve an equally scarlet tone to all the affected areas. At times the suffering girls had to be forcibly restrained from reaching back to protect their blazing spank spots, and the two of them constantly yanked and jerked their scarlet bottoms in anguish. It was readily apparent that neither of them would be able to sit comfortably for several days.

"Pleeeese! Pleeeese!" Lois begged, her long legs sagging weakly under her.

"Eeek! Ouch! Pleeeese!" Donna joined her. "Please! I'm on fire!"

Slowly and methodically, Frank applied the final four swats to the girls' upturned posteriors. Each new application produced a pained shriek and furious wriggles, and the two comely secretaries sobbed and pleaded throughout.

"Ouch! Oh, please! Ow! I can't stand it! Ouch! Oh! Oh, God, please stop!

Oooh!" Donna shrieked hoarsely as the final smacks descended against her burning bottom.

"Ooohhh! Ouch! Oh! Pleeeese! Pleeeese! Ow! Owwww! Ouch! Stop!" Lois howled in anguish as Frank applied the final smacks with crisp, wrist-snapping strokes.

At last the ordeal came to an end. Sobbing and nearly in hysterics, Donna and Lois sagged weakly over the backs of the chairs as Frank bent down to remove their panties. As he straightened up afterward, he paused to enjoy one final glimpse at the sight of the two sobbing young women with their flaming buttocks jackknifed up higher than the rest of their bodies. Winking at the amused bystanders, he stuffed the two pairs of panties into his pockets.