Chapter 2

As Matron recovered, her orgasm lush indeed, she sneered on seeing Ginger flick Dubbard’s bare backside with her cane, as his discharged dick was slipped from the sissy’s mouth, the audience of eager girls goading the dribbling beauty at being so submissive, and they, knowing they’d soon have their chance to torment and punish her at will. Dubbard cowered at Ginger’s authority, his cock never going completely flaccid despite the generous attentions of the sissy, and already perking as the youthful but voluptuous redhead grinned as she showed them both a deliciously crafted strap-on. Next door, Matron smirked with contempt on seeing the still erect Dubbard cower at a mere girl’s authority as she adjusted her skirts, she’d thoroughly enjoy having him see her smile as he hanged.

Ginger toyed with the smooth and generously large head of the phallus, her fingers teasing around the intricately carved flange of the glans, the dribbling sissy gasping at its dimensions, and knowing exactly where it was going to go. Ginger then turned the instrument to show its rear behind the strapping, the other girls grinning, and Dubbard re-erecting already, at seeing the curved nub which would slot into her cunt and stimulate her clitoris ... having her know blissful contentment as she fucked her victim.

“Bring the sissy to the bench!” Tina’s little cock erected hard, as she was bullied toward the strapping bench, the feeling of being overpowered, belittled, and controlled by dominant and bitchy girls, taking her to a peak of submissive pleasure ... and she knew that phallus was going to hurt her in exquisite fashion, as she was relieved of her silken panties and spread-eagled over the leather clad bench, her soft brown anus winking excitedly from between the soft hairless cheeks of her buttocks, held high, exposed and at the mercy of anyone, as her wrists and ankles were strapped to its legs. Tina squirmed her little cock at the leather, anticipating the delicious violation of the phallus, her lush sense of submission heightened by being bound ... but she was to know another pleasure first.

Dubbard’s cock boned to a second erection, as he was made to kneel and witness the authority of the haughty Ginger, many of the other girls masturbating on watching her strut with the generous strap-on, as she glanced at them with a curt knowing. They’d all been dominated and fucked by her as part of their initiation to the dorm ... and many of the softer ones had been fucked regularly since; though warranting the residence of a dorm other than that of the wayward girls, their own submission to Ginger had kept them there, with the full agreement of Matron ... Ginger would one day be sold as a companion to a rich matriarch - who’d take great pleasure in seeing the redhead humiliate a pathetically submissive husband. Dubbard’s cock perked further as the silky white flesh of the dominant rippled as she picked up a cane and cut the air with it, Tina bucking in her bondage at the sweet sound.

“All the new girls know my pleasure with the phallus! ... but you’re extra special!...” She cut the air with the cane again, a sharper cut than before, having the sissy know that a pert thrashing was to come.

“ ... I always keep a promise ... and you’ll be thrashed before being fucked ... pretending to be a girl!” Dubbard’s cock poked high as he eyed the soft brown anus winking in fear and expectation, the soft seam leading down to the hairless balls, the only element which betrayed the effeminately shaped Tina’s token of masculinity, a token which would now have her enjoy a thorough caning. Dubbard gasped as Ginger put the head of the ungainly phallus she wore, close to the soft pucker, he, longing to put his stiff erection where that phallus would go, as Ginger taunted all the more on seeing his jealousy, pointing her cane at him.

“Oh, don’t you worry ... I’ll let you lick the phallus and its straps clean when we’re done ... the girls will enjoy watching you do that!” His cock pulsed in the need to come again, amid the mocking laughter of the girls, as the ginger dominant turned and showed him her delectable rear, the under strap running up the crevice of her divine backside like a thong, her rigours with the cane and excitement when fucking the sissy, would have it lushly scented and flavoured for him. Tina tensed, exciting her audience, as Ginger touched her protruding cheeks with the cane.

“Well my girl! ... I’ll have you in tears in no time! ... then you’ll enjoy being fucked all the more!” A curt smile emanated from the dominant redhead’s face as she put one hand on hip, and listened to the moaning of preliminary orgasms from some of the girls ... then brought the cane down hard and true. Those initial orgasms were amplified exquisitely as the whoosh of the cane was followed by the smart smack of its impact against soft flesh, and Tina let out a cry of pain as the sting coursed through her senses, her soft limbs testing the cuffs and confirming her helplessness as the cane cut the air again, the blonde sissy’s little cock thrusting at the leather padding, as masochistic pleasure overwhelmed her.

Ginger’s cunt oozed as the motion of her use of the cane had the phallus wobble and stimulate her clitoris, not that the stimulation she enjoyed through her sadism with the cane was not sufficient enough on its own. Tina cried out as she was thrashed, her pathetic whine as she burst into tears with the pain and the lush humiliation, met by laughter from the audience of girls who showed no sympathy whatsoever ... and bringing the sissy ever closer to shooting her mess. Tina had never been dominated by girls before, but had masturbated over it, and now as the cane was applied relentlessly by Ginger, she had her desires confirmed in knowing she was submissive to any gender ... and the pleasure of it was intense as she was thrashed by a girl, before an audience of spiteful femininity.

Far from returning to her office, Matron remained in the observation room, her mature cunt brought to further arousal by the glow of the pink striping arising from the sissy’s cheeks as she was justly punished. Seeing new girls mastered by Ginger with the phallus was something she never missed, and always took note of, but seeing the taking of sissies by the dominant redhead was a special treat indeed, knowing that act of absolute submission would take the sissy to a world from which they’d never recover. The pleasure was mutual for both Matron and Ginger, as the bold girl relented with the cane, the audience of girls laughing as a tearful Tina humped at the leather padding, on the verge of coming, her diminutive cock rigid with the masochistic aura of having been shown her place whilst girls laughed at her, enhancing the lush stinging the rod had awarded her. Ginger looked to an equally erect Dubbard, kneeling with a fixed gape, as she levelled the phallus at the sissy’s winking brown pucker.

“You’ll masturbate while I take her the way you long to ... but won’t today!” The audience of girls laughed as they gathered round, the softer ones hoping Ginger’s appetite for the phallus would be extended to treating them, once the sissy’s anus had been reamed satisfactorily, though their pleasure in seeing the submissive Dubbard lick it clean by feminine demand would be compensation enough. Dubbard didn’t hesitate in taking his erect cock in his hand, and stropped lustily as the ginger bitch put the shining and bulbous head of the phallus to Tina’s anus, its touch having her gasp and enjoy the unforgiving tension of her bonds, her eyes taking in the broad and spiteful smiles of the watching girls as her tormentor bragged.