Chapter 16: A New Beginning

By the time they got to school, many of the girls were stripped and nearly all of the rest were wearing nothing more than underwear. The few who were still clothed were distinctly uncomfortable.

Mr. Burns was waiting for the kids as they filed into the school and he was pleasantly surprised at the changes. He stopped Paul as they walked in. "Do you have the report that was due today, Paul?"

Paul slapped his head. "Oh no! I forgot. I was almost late and I ran out without it. I can bring it tomorrow."

"Late? Why were you late?"

Paul looked a bit flustered and Betty saw her opportunity. "It was Jennifer's fault, not Paul's."

Paul's mind immediately flashed back to the real reason they were held up. "That's not really true..." he started to tell the principal.

"Jennifer." said Mr. Burns, "your job is to help Paul, not interfere."

"I WAS helping him Mr. Burns," she said.

"You were not if it was making him late. What is it you were doing?"

Jennifer opened her mouth but she didn't know what to say. No matter what, she wasn't about to tell him the truth. "Never mind, Mr. Burns, you're right, I did make us almost miss the school bus." And Betty got her revenge on me for doing it, she thought.

"Well we are having another assembly this morning to talk about the changes that are happening here at Fairless Hills. It appears that you will be spanked then.

"But that's not fair," Jennifer protested, knowing even as she said it that it would be useless.

Betty was thinking that this was great. Not only would she get sweet revenge on Jennifer but with any luck, she would get spanked too in front of the whole school. She started to get that quivery feeling just thinking about it.

Unlike Betty, Jennifer didn't particularly like being spanked in public or really even in private either. Unless of course it was one of Paul's special ones that mixed both pain and pleasure. She wouldn't fight it, though, not anymore at least. If Paul wanted to use her for his pleasure, that aroused her.

Jennifer knew Betty had gotten what she wanted and would get to see what she planned. Only thing she now wondered was how seriously Paul would take it. She knew, since the school would be watching, he wouldn't be able to take it too lightly.

Mr. Burns, without Jennifer's knowledge, was still watching her. Soon, he once again broke the silence that had settled. "What do you have to say to Paul?"

Jennifer dropped her attention from Mr. Burns and looked at Paul. "I'm sorry for almost making us late."

Mr. Burns smiled. Jennifer was beginning to understand her place and soon Betty would fall in. "Now explain to me what you did."

This made Jennifer give off a bright red blush. She couldn't tell him the truth, she had to think up something on the spot. "I ... Umm ... He ... He had to give me a reminder. I had forgotten to do my homework and tried to finish it this morning but it was taking longer than I had expected."

Mr. Burns nodded his head in disapproval. "You should know better Jennifer. I hope you were able to finish it or the teacher may decide to pass a reminder on to you again."

Jennifer shook her head. "Yes, sir. It will not happen again."

Mr. Burn patted Jennifer on her shoulder. "I will expect you three in the gym in ten minutes." He then turned around and walked into the school and out of sight.

Jennifer turned around and looked at Betty. "Looks like you did it."

Betty had a broad smile on her face. "I know." She smirked.

Jennifer then extended her hand out for Paul to take it. "Let's get going."

Paul took Jennifer's hand and turned to face Betty. "That was not a nice thing to do," he said.

Betty tried to look innocent. "Well it WAS her fault."

"Now you KNOW better than that. And YOU are going to get spanked, too."

Betty felt the thrill of anticipation. "That's not fair! If she hadn't helped, we would have stopped."

"She is supposed to help. That's what slaves do."

"Humph!" Betty did her best to pout but Jennifer was not fooled in the least. She could see the tell-tale signs of how aroused Betty was becoming.

Another couple passed them with the girl now naked and the boy sternly lecturing her. He gave her a swat on her bottom for emphasis.

The world they were in was changing. The three teens headed off for the gym.

Jennifer stayed next to Paul, not wanting to pass him or get left behind. She couldn't help but smile when she thought about Betty. She definitely knew how to manipulate someone. She had gotten what she wanted and got revenge. She was going to be hard to compete with in the coming weeks when Paul started to develop a closer bond with her.

This was the first time since this all started that she didn't have everyone's eyes on her when walking into the school. Now the boys either had their own slaves or a wide selection to look at. No longer were they so concerned about Jennifer, though Betty still drew a lot of attention.

Jennifer wasn't jealous as long as she could still draw Paul's attention when she wanted but if she ever lost that ability then she would have to rethink her perspective. Now, in the time it would take them to walk to the gym, Jennifer decided to see if she could get Betty going. "You know Betty likes getting spanked in front of an audience, she said.

Betty stopped and her face turned a crimson red. Her sudden halt made all three of them stop. "NO I DON'T!"

Jennifer's smiled broadened. "Yes you do, don't lie."

Betty's tone got louder and more nervous. "Don't say that. It's not true."

Jennifer knew the embarrassment was arousing Betty. "That's not what you told me last night." She knew at that point they had gained Paul's attention."

"At least I trust Paul," was Betty's reply.

That made Jennifer stop. She was not even able to say another word. Right now she felt the extreme embarrassment from that being said in front of Paul and anger at Betty for breaking her promise. "I NEVER SAID I DIDN'T TRUST HIM." Jennifer had to stop and take a deep breath. If she didn't, what happened next wouldn't be so nice.

Betty was satisfied. She had once again gotten revenge for something Jennifer did. "Then what did you say?"

Jennifer knew she would have to answer the question. "I didn't say anything. I just told you my thoughts THAT you promised not to tell."

"You told on me so I told on you." Betty stuck her tongue out for a brief second and drew it back in.

Paul listened to the interchange and didn't know what to say. It was really his first experience with dealing with women and these girls were rapidly become women. Then a sudden rush of affection overwhelmed him. He put his arms out and drew both girls into his embrace. "I want you both to know something. I don't know how it happened but I think I am falling in love with both of you. You are both wonderful and I love having you as slaves. I don't mind that you fight with each other. I actually think it's kind of cute but I don't want either of you to worry about me or what I think of you.

"Now BOTH of you are going to get a spanking and I want you to know that it's not punishment, it's me just enjoying myself and, in a strange way that I don't really understand, it's also me expressing how I feel about you just as when I make love to you. Now Jennifer, you are the First Girl and Betty, you remember that. Do you both understand?"

Each girl nodded and agreed, saying, "Yes Master." It just seemed like the most natural thing in the world.

Then Paul took each of them by the hand and they walked on into the gym.

As they walked up on the stage, they looked around and they were amazed. It was almost like being at a costume party. Many, but still a small minority, of the girls were dressed in fetish costumes. Most were naked or wearing just underwear. The boys were clearly in charge. A few already had girls over their laps and were spanking them enthusiastically.

The sight overwhelmed Betty and Jennifer. They had felt so different and so out of place, thinking that no one else could possible share their secret desires. Now they were suddenly in the majority, it seemed. Then they saw some of the school custodians wheeling out big pieces of equipment onto the stage. It was obviously for holding girls in bondage and it sent a shiver of fear and delight through them.

It wasn't like the devices they had seen at the first assembly. These had a different aura to them, something that set them apart in their minds. They were something Paul could use on them other than for punishment.

Jennifer looked nervously at Paul. She wasn't quite sure what he was going to do or how this assembly was going to go but she knew at the end both Betty and she would be feeling it.It didn't take long before they were motioned to sit down and Mr. Burns took center stage.

"Boys and girls," said Mr. Burns, "you may not realize this but we are in the middle of a revolution. You have probably been too concerned with just getting through school but your parents and the community have been seeing a tremendous increase in the use of anti-depressant drugs, divorces, and all manner of ills. How many of you were taking anti-depressants?"

Jennifer and Betty looked around. Half of the students had their hands raised.

"How many of you come from a home where there was a divorce?"

Almost three quarters of the students now raised their hands.

"This is shocking. We have decided that we have to deal with this. Since the NUPEP program was begun, in the schools that tried it, the number of students still taking medication for emotional problems has dropped enormously. The new program we have started here has swept through the school faster than anyone believed possible. How many of you are now either owned or own someone?"

Almost every hand in the room went up.

"Are you embarrassed by it?"

There were sheepish grins all around and a few murmurs of agreement.

"How many of you want to give it up?"

Not a single hand was raised.

"We know that this is something that has been long needed. We are trying it in the school and in the community. The female teachers here will be taking part."

The students looked to where the teachers were sitting and saw the blushes on the part of the women who were still dressed but everyone realized that would not last.

"There's much that you still have to learn and today Jennifer and Betty and their owner, Paul, have volunteered to help me demonstrate some of this."

Jennifer and Betty both blushed, knowing that they were being volunteered and a glance at Paul's surprised expression told them that he didn't know either.

"We are going to start off with a spanking demonstration because spanking is the basis for all discipline. Miss Ternsley, if you would please come up here."

The teacher, who was another one who was just in her first year of teaching, turned red and started to dash away. Two of the men grabbed her and carried her struggling up to the stage.

"You are not setting a very good example for the children," Mr. Burns said.

"Let me go! I quit. You can't do this to me."

Ignoring her, Mr. Burns addressed the students. "As you can see, Miss Ternsley is not cooperating very willingly. What we have found is that often it is necessary to overcome the initial reluctance in some women and help them to see the light, so to speak." He turned to the two men holding the struggling woman. "If you would kindly tie her to the triangle," he ordered.

The men began to fasten the teacher to a huge, upright, steel triangle, mounted into a heavy stand. It stood about seven feet high. They quickly attached her wrists to cuffs hanging from the pinnacle and then her ankles were drawn apart and fastened to the other corners at the base.

"This is called involuntary bondage," he explained. "Jennifer, come up here."

Nervously, Jennifer climbed up on the stage. She was dressed in the straps that her father had bought as Paul had ordered. It set off her nubile young body in the most lascivious way imaginable.

"Stand straight, dear. Feet spread apart, hands on your head."

Jennifer did as she was told.

"Both of these girls are going to be spanked but Jennifer is going to be required to remain in position. This is called voluntary bondage. Bondage is another major part of discipline." Again he turned back to the two men teachers who were standing next to the still squirming woman. "Please remove her clothing as sensuously as possible."

This was greeted with a shriek of protest but the two of them went to work. They began to very slowly remove her outer clothing. They made sure that at the same time, they were fondling her everywhere they could reach.

Betty watched this absolutely rapt. It was making her so horny she could hardly hold still. She wanted to be on the triangle having that done to her by Paul and maybe the two teachers too.

"Sexual arousal is also very important in this process," Mr. Burns explained. Now while we are doing this, why don't all of you boys see if you can get your girls as aroused as you can without letting them cum. If any of them have an orgasm, spank them and try again.

Paul reached immediately for Betty.

Jennifer wondered who was to try and arouse her but didn't care. She didn't know if anyone would but knew Mr. Burns would have something in mind. Her focus was more on Betty, who had the pleasure of Paul getting her aroused past the point she already was.

Mr. Burns once again spoke up. "It seems we have a bit of a problem here. While Paul is dealing with Betty, who are we going to get to deal with Jennifer? I would do it but..." He gave a smile that revealed his teeth. "I don't want anyone else to feel left out."

Mr. Burns looked out across the audience, trying to pick out any male that didn't have a partner. A loner, maybe, who didn't have anyone to take control of yet. "Ah yes, you. Boy in the back, red and black striped shirt. Come up on stage."

The boy looked around and then pointed at himself. "Me? Are you sure?"

"Yes boy, now come up here. I have a job for you."

The boy pushed away from the other boys, enjoying their own new toys which he hadn't had the pleasure of obtaining yet. "What do you want me to do?"

"Jennifer here needs a little help. We need you to make sure she gets aroused and make sure she doesn't cum. If she does, I assure you, you will have her Master's permission to administer any punishments you please."

The boy got red in the face. "But Sir, I don't think I can do it. I mean it just doesn't seem right, I don't even know her."

Mr. Burns shook his head. "What's your name, son?"

"It's Zach."

"Well Zach, say hi to Jennifer. Jennifer greet Zach."

Jennifer raised her gaze to meet Zach's. "Hey Zach, I'm Jennifer. You can call me Jen if you like."

"Hey Jen."

Mr. Burns interrupted there. "Now you know each other so get to work."

Zach's face turned a brighter red. "I don't even know where to begin. I'm still innocent in a sense."

"Look, everyone starts somewhere and you're lucky to start with Jennifer. She's a good catch. She will give you a nice warm up."

"Yes, sir."

With that, Mr. Burns made his way backstage to see to everything they would need for next act.

"So Jen, how do I even begin," Zach asked.

"What do you like? About my body, I mean."

He wasn't sure how to answer. A girl had never been so straightforward about that before. "Umm ... well ... I guess your breasts. They are what catch my eye first. They aren't too big but they're not small either. They are perfect in my eyes."

"Looks like we have a starting point," she said. "Try there and work your way around. Before you ask, you can do whatever you want, it's your call. You're in charge, not me."

Zach had to try and think of what he wanted. He reached out and took her breast in his hand. He started feeling it and massaging it, rubbing the nibble with his thumb until it started to harden. Luckily for him, that was one of Jennifer's weaknesses, her breasts.

She suppressed a moan as he intensified his efforts. He saw her reactions and was pleased he was doing something right. He used his other hand and doubled the experience. This time, her moans were louder and he could hear the effects of what he did. He released left breast but kept contact with the right one as he lowered his mouth onto her now hardened nipple. He began to nibble and suck on it. It was starting to put her over the top.

With his now open hand, he worked his way between her legs. It all seemed so natural now. He could feel what to do next. It felt as he should be doing it. He met no resistance as he inserted his hand into her wet tunnel.

Jennifer had become used to hands entering as they pleased. She wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. He was good for a first timer; she could only think how good he would become with his own slave. She would have to keep in contact with him and see.

He began to slowly push his tongue around her nipple and the feeling pushed her nearly over the top. If it didn't end now, she was going to lose it. As if her thoughts had been heard, she heard Mr. Burns make his way back front stage.

"Hope everyone had some fun and got to get at least one spanking done. If not, you will get your chance again later." Mr. Burns motioned to the two girls who were still in position. "Now it is time for the first showing. Paul, if you would step up please. Zach, since you have been such a good sport, you can go and sit beside Betty while Paul deals with Jennifer."

Zach did as he was told and tool a seat next to Betty. Her breasts were more out there and made him want to reach out and grab on but he controlled himself.

"Now Paul, we need you to spank both girls. This will show how well you have trained Jennifer. She has to remain in position throughout the same number of hits as this lovely woman does being tied. Do you think she can do it?"

Paul looked at Jennifer and smiled. He was so proud of her he could burst. She was HIS. "I know she can, sir." Then he looked at the beautiful teacher who had tears running down her cheeks. The idea of being spanked by a student obviously was too much for her.

"Mr. Burns. I really think I should use a paddle."

Both girls were startled. Jennifer was already extremely aroused. She knew with Paul wielding a paddle it was going to be too much. She really didn't want to cum in front of everyone. It was too embarrassing but she suspected, quite correctly, it would delight her Master and that would make it inevitable.

Meanwhile, Marilyn Ternsley was clinging to the thought that she would have Mr. Burns arrested although she had a suspicion that things had changed and that wouldn't work. When the brat said he was going to use a paddle on her, she was horrified. Worse, she could feel herself getting wet at the thought. This nightmare was getting worse and worse.

The principal handed Paul a leather paddle. "Now the way this is going to work is that you will give Miss Ternsley 10 swats and then you will give Jennifer 10 swats. Then you will go back to Miss Ternsley and give her another 10 swats until each of them has had ... let me see. Let's say each has had 100 swats. If Jennifer gets out of position, however, we will tie Jennifer down and double it for both of them."

Marilyn groaned. A hundred swats with a paddle? How could she bear it? It would be too much.

Jennifer was thinking much the same thing but she knew that she would end up cumming before it got to that point. She was already rubbing her legs together in anticipation.

Marilyn just grunted. She couldn't even bear the thought of getting spanked by a child who she could be teaching. At this point she was glad she hadn't been his teacher, if she had made him mad now would be his time to get even.

She felt the first hit land squarely on her left cheek. She jerked forward. "Don't hit me, you can't! Hitting a teacher is AGAINST THE LAW!"

Mr. Burns looked at her and shook his head. "Not if I have given permission to him. And since times are changing, I doubt that law will hold much longer, for female faculty anyways. As for the idea that he can't, he can. Now if you can't be quiet, I will be forced to further restrain you until this is over."

"I will not be quiet, this is immoral! I deserve the same rights as anyone else here."

Mr. Burns once again shook his head. "This is coming from the same person who STRONGLY approved the spanking of students and was disappointed when the government made it illegal to spank the male children. Did you not also approve of Jennifer being put into NUDEP?"

Miss Ternsley's words got caught in her throat. "I didn't mean it like that, I ... I..."

"No? Did you approve or didn't you approve of NUDEP?"

She could feel tears starting to come into her eyes. "Yes, I did. She needed to be corrected."

"Look at her now and what do you see?"

She had to fight for the words. "A different person."

"That's the point I'm trying to get across to you. Soon the punishment you were so eager to give will be issued to you and, just as Jennifer has found out, you will learn to love the new life. It does change you, lets you be who you truly are. Now Paul, begin."

The whole audience quieted. The teacher could feel the smacks but she couldn't do anything but cry. Mr. Burns' words had struck her hard and she didn't know what to say or do. The only thing she could do was take it. The first ten smacks of the paddle could not have been over quickly enough but, oddly, she wanted more.

Now it was Jennifer's turn. She thought she could maybe take ten but she honestly doubted she could hold it that long. After the first four, her self control was gone. Still used to the NUDEP rules, she called out clearly, "I'm cumming!"

Paul was taken by surprise by Jennifer's announcement and the audience erupted into cheers which embarrassed him further. Still, he continued to smack Jennifer although he knew enough to ease up on the strength sufficiently to help her without distracting her. He lost track of the number of swats he was giving her but kept it going until her spasms of pleasure abated. He was surprised that she had the discipline to maintain her position.

Marilyn watched the whole thing with utter amazement. She had felt a few stirrings herself but she couldn't imagine cumming from a spanking, especially not in public like this. Besides, she thought, it would hurt her case when she sued the school. She was certainly going to take them to court over this. They couldn't DO this to a teacher. She would take Mr. Burns for everything he had to pay for this mortification.

Paul rubbed Jennifer's bottom, causing her to shudder in delight at the gentle feel of his hand on her blazing ass. She moaned in pleasure. Then he moved back to the teacher for her next installment. He wondered if Mr. Burns would mind if he felt her a bit. He decided, what the hell? If the principal objected, he would stop. He started by feeling her bottom as if apprising it.

"Get your hands off me, you little twerp," Marilyn screamed.

When no one else objected, Paul decided to move to her breasts. He heard her gasp and he decided to go another step. He took one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed, hard.

"OW! Quit that!"

Still there was no objection from Mr. Burns. In fact, when Paul looked at him, he was smiling. Paul did the same with the other helpless boob and got another shriek of protest. Curiously, he felt her pussy between her widely stretched legs and discovered, to his surprise, that she was wet.

"No, please, don't do that."

He ignored her and slipped a finger in to rub her clit. She moaned and tried in vain to wriggle away but there was nothing she could do.

"Paul, let's get on with it, shall we," said Mr. Burns. He fully intended to have a private discussion with Miss Ternsley in his office when this was over.

Paul stopped the fondling and stepped in back. He smacked the paddle hard against her red ass.

"YOWCH! OW! Not so hard."

He took his time and smacked her again."

She shrieked and carried on. But to her horror, she could feel her arousal build. NO! Please, not that, she was thinking to herself. She couldn't bear the humiliation if she reacted the way the girl had. She would never be able to teach again. She tried again helplessly to put her legs together but the straps held.

Paul continued to smack the leather paddle against her increasingly red bottom as she screamed and carried on. When he finally reached ten, he turned and walked back to where Jennifer was standing there, trembling.

Jennifer eagerly awaited him. She wanted it to continue, right now the rush was still strong and she could take as many as he had to deal out. Her position wouldn't be a problem. She felt the smacks, not speaking and not breaking position. Once the last smack of this ten was dealt, she found her voice.

"Continue, please continue. I want you to finish it. I need you, too."

Jennifer didn't know if Mr. Burns would agree but she hoped he would let Paul give her the rest of the spanking.

Paul looked at Jennifer in surprise. Her bottom was crimson; he hadn't been light with her. Still, he could see something in her breathing and demeanor that told him she was in the zone. He looked questioningly at Mr. Burns who nodded for him to go ahead. There was a murmur in the room as everyone looked at the tableau. Paul knew there were 80 smacks to go. She had already had one orgasm. He wondered how she would react as he continued. Still, he trusted her. If this is what she wanted and needed, it was his job to give it to her. The program had changed her in very fundamental ways. Paul began to massage her bottom and she moaned with pleasure. Then he began the spanking again.

Marilyn watched all this in horror. What was the MATTER with that stupid girl? It was bad enough to be spanked with some intermittent relief but to get all the rest at once with no rest? She couldn't handle it. And if the girl moved, they would get double. She couldn't handle it. she knew she couldn't. She moaned in utter despair. She tried in vain to get loose once again. She knew she couldn't but she had to try. It was so mortifying to be naked in front of the whole school. Her bottom blazed. Worse, as she watched Jennifer being paddled, something deep within her, something perverse, wanted to feel it herself.

Jennifer wasn't quite sure if she herself could take it but the feeling she had, made her want it. She needed to feel Paul's touch, Paul's love. Each smack made her feel the love Paul held for her. She didn't know the total she could take before another outburst would occur but it wouldn't be long and the position shouldn't be too hard to keep.

Jennifer couldn't help but feel badly for Marilyn. Not being used to being spanked would be a real disadvantage. This was most likely her first spanking and a severe one at that. She would have to hang through either 80 smacks or 180 smacks depending how long Jennifer could hold it.

"I'm sorry Marilyn, it will hurt," she called over to the teacher.

Paul heard what she said but he was too caught up in the moment to care. He wasn't sure if he wanted Jennifer to move or not. He gave her another set of ten and made them hard enough to give her trouble but then he just stopped and started to rub her flaming bottom with one hand while he fondled her pussy with the other.

Jennifer trembled and twisted as she had another orgasm. She no longer cared who was watching. Her lust had reached a white heat. She didn't move her hands because she didn't want to disappoint her Master but she could barely stand up.

Paul made sure she was done before he grabbed a breast firmly and proceeded to continue with the next set of ten. Jennifer could no longer tell what was pain and what was pleasure. Her mind had gone to somewhere else.

Marilyn was so aroused herself that she could hardly stand it and she had no idea why. Mr. Burns heard her moan and decided to have a little fun with her

Jennifer didn't know what to think, her feelings, her emotions were jumbled inside her head. What had once been pain was feeling like the joy she had once felt and the joy that had once been pure joy, now had spikes of pain. Her mind could not keep track of which was what and was mixing them together into a feeling she couldn't even comprehend.

When Paul took a grip on her breast, she felt all her muscles tighten. She knew what was coming and couldn't wait. This was the first time she actually put herself on the line for Paul's pleasure. She knew something was changing in her and it was mirrored in everyone in the school. But it wasn't only for Paul she was doing it. When he spanked her, it made her feel more loved than she had felt in her entire life. He made her feel someone cared enough to take care of her; that was the feeling she couldn't forget.

Paul looked at his Jennifer. That's how he thought of her now, his Jennifer. She belonged to him in some deep and abiding way. He didn't know why but this was the way he expressed his love for her. He knew she would cum again and he wanted her to. He gripped the paddle and smacked it hard against her bare bottom. He kept track of the spanks in each set as he continued through.