Emily's Spanking and Chastity Stories

This is Part 3 of Freshman Tease/Girls will be Girls. Read those stories first!

Emily followed Madison into the common room, the bright pink silicone toy bobbing ridiculously in front of her as she walked. Eleven pairs of eyes followed them as they made their walk of shame to the middle of the room, but Athena’s dark brown eyes were the only ones Emily was terribly worried about. Athena didn’t seem angry, more disappointed and tired, which was somehow worse.

Emily noted bitterly that Aurora was in attendance, pouring herself a cup of tea from the electric kettle in the small kitchenette next to the TV area. Emily could have sworn that she saw a smirk on Aurora’s face, but admittedly it was tough to tell, and there were so many other faces in the crowd to worry about.

This early in the evening most everyone in the dorm was not only still awake; but in the common area watching TV or simply lounging around on their phones. Emily now realized how conspicuous her and Madison’s absence had been. 

The rest of the quad was dressed in their dark blue gym shorts and t-shirts; some had kept their socks, others were barefoot. This comfortable combo was the unofficial uniform of every Rattangrove student in their off hours. Athena alone was still wearing the stiff, formal Rattangrove uniform; a rare sight in the intimate and casual privacy of the dorms. A small armband with Rattangrove’s coat of arms served as her badge of office as Resident Advisor, but it was her refusal to dress casually that really set her apart from her charges. Well, that and her height.

Athena was tall; at well over six feet she towered over the rest of the girls in the dorm. Of all the girls in her quad she was the only one who had to stoop under the door-frames, but that wasn’t what had caught Emily’s eye when they had first met.

That honour belonged to her extremely long chestnut-coloured hair that hung down past her back, nearly to the hem of her skirt. In the few days Emily had known the RA it seemed so.. unlike her. Athena was an overachiever; her uniform always immaculate, her grades top of her class, she was even the captain of the volleyball team. She seemed to have it so... together.

But while her uniform, makeup, and even the polish on her shoes was immaculate her hair seemed to all but have a mind of its own. Even in a fairly brief conversation she would have to brush her hair out of her eyes or away from her face at least twice. It followed after her like a deep brown bridal train, beautiful yet oddly ostentatious. It seemed odd that someone so carefully controlled would tolerate something so frivolous and inconvenient.

Athena nodded at them as they walked nude into the very centre of the common room. Conversations died around them and the room grew smaller as they became the focus of everyone’s attention. The tall RA knelt down in front of a small, unfortunately familiar cabinet and opened the door. Inside was a selection of paddles and straps – nothing terribly large or elaborate. RAs didn’t have the same authority as a professor, but with Athena’s long arms she would have all the leverage she needed to make the most humble implement painful indeed. Emily had already seen the RA’s approach to discipline on two occasions, and both had been tearful affairs for the poor girl over her lap.

Athena took a full minute to look over the various implements in the cabinet. Emily fidgeted back on forth on her feet nervously, stealing glances at Madison and at the other girls around the room. Madison was staring at Athena, white and rigid with fear, but she was able to meet the eyes of some of her quad-mates who had gathered to watch. Most seemed sympathetic, although a few seemed more amused by her situation than concerned. She wished Athena would stop dragging this out, and just choose something.

Finally, the RA selected a long, narrow wooden paddle with a rounded tip. It didn’t look particularly heavy, but it would land across both cheeks of a girl’s bottom with every stroke. Emily hated implements like that – at least with a hand or a hairbrush one side of her bottom got a bit of a reprieve while the other was being paddled, but there was no hiding from a paddle like this. Emily shared a nervous look with her roommate. Poor Madison, she’d already been paddled once today. This was going to be even tougher for her.

Paddle chosen, Athena closed the cupboard and turned back to the sofa. With a wave of the wooden paddle she cleared Aurora’s roommate, a girl with bright blue hair whose name Emily hadn’t learned, off of the sofa. Emily was grateful at least that Athena had chosen the sofa that faced away from the windows; there were plenty of places she could have chosen to sit where their punishment would have been visible to anyone who chanced to look through the window. Sitting down, she smoothed her skirt and turned to the two nude girls, who looked down at their feet.

She took a deep breath, held it for a moment, and then began her lecture. “Now I know for most of you, this is your first time away from home. Away from your parents, away from the rules, your first bold little footsteps in the big, wide world. I’m sure that’s very exciting for you, but this is a place of learning, not some bordello for you little sluts to hop in and out of bed with each other with no consequences.” She slapped the paddle into the palm of her hand for emphasis, making both girls jump.

“Not that it stops most of you… I’ve been an RA for long enough to know that I can’t really prevent it, even if I wanted to. All I wanted was a chance to be a good role model and earn a little cash on the side, and what do I get instead? A bunch of giggling idiots practically begging to get an STI, pregnant, or both.” Athena closed her eyes, set the paddle down on the sofa next to her and massaged her temples with her fingertips. This was more than the simple scolding Emily had expected, and she felt Madison reach out and take her hand.

Athena took another long, deep breath and picked up the paddle once again. “Right. Well clearly you all need a lesson.” She looked up suddenly at Madison and Emily, her dark eyes clear and focused. She was calm, but that somehow made it more worrisome. “Particularly you two.” She motioned to Emily with the tip of the paddle, pointing at the ground just beside her left thigh “Stand here, Miss Black, and take that ridiculous thing off.”

“I-I’m sorry, Miss.” Emily stammered as she fought to loosen the straps on the toy around her waist. She flushed as the rest of the girls tried to stifle their laughter; her fingers were numb and refused to cooperate, the toy jiggling and waggling ludicrously as she struggled with buckles that seemed to spitefully resist her every attempt to loosen them.

“Oh don’t feel too bad – it was only a matter of time before I caught one of you. Just your bad luck it happened to be you.” The RA’s voice was oddly sympathetic. “Honestly I’m a little surprised at you, Miss Black. I had high hopes for you this year.”

Normally that would have stung, but Emily was too focused on getting the damned harness off of herself. At last she managed to free herself and the toy fell to the carpet with a muted thump. Emily took her place dutifully next to Athena and folded her hands behind her back in what she hoped was the appropriately respectful manner.

“As for you Miss Gartner… I wish I could say this was a surprise.” Athena smiled as she looked around the room, noting with approval that the small handful of girls who had been in their rooms earlier had come to the common room to investigate the commotion. She had everyone’s attention now. Emily could positively feel their eyes on her body. She knew that practically the whole quad was locked, but it didn’t make her feel any less exposed or ridiculous in her white metal chastity cage.

“Would you care to tell everyone the circumstances that landed you at Rattangrove, Miss Gartner?” Athena had folded her hands in her lap, resting atop the paddle. Despite her relaxed body language her control of the situation was indisputable. Her height and physique aside she had a presence that demanded respect. She might be a student only a few years Emily’s senior but her dress, her bearing, and her tone set her immediately apart from the girls she oversaw.

“I…” Madison struggled. Unlike Emily, she held her free hand in front of herself to try and protect her modesty, for the good it did. She looked flustered and terrified. “I might have had a little… pregnancy scare… and my parents thought an all-girls school would be better…”

Athena’s dark brown eyes glittered dangerously. “Just one?” She asked, daring Madison to lie to her.

Madison took a step back, her eyes wide. “T-two…” she managed. “But I was just late both times; I wasn’t actually pregnant.” She flushed and looked down as the rest of the girls assembled whispered and giggled. Almost all of them had been sent here for some mistake in their past, large or small; Rattangrove was very rarely anyone’s first choice of school. But they weren’t the ones standing nude in front of the intimidating RA this time, and so they laughed and gossiped in low voices.

Athena let them chatter for a moment before she cleared her throat, and gestured for Madison to step forward. After a moment’s hesitation she did, taking up a position off of Athena’s right side. Confident that she had the undivided attention of the whole room Athena reached into the pocket of her school blazer and withdrew a single condom.

She handed it to Madison, who for the first time looked confused more than frightened. “Now, despite the ample evidence to the contrary, I assume you know what that is Miss Gartner?”

Madison nodded, and after a moment, seeing that a nod wasn’t going to cut it, managed to blurt out “A c-condom, Miss.”

“Yes. And what do you do with it?” Athena asked, her face the very picture of patience.

“You… you put it…” Madison looked at Emily desperately, as if for help. Emily wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do to help. She gave her roommate a thoroughly unhelpful shrug. “You put it on a willy, Miss?” Madison finished miserably.

Athena actually laughed at that. Her stern control collapsed in the face of such an utterly ridiculous answer. “A what, Miss Gartner?” She looked up at Madison’s befuddled features and a second fit of laughter took her. “You know I’ve read your file, right? You got caught, in your parents’ bed, on their anniversary, getting spit-roasted by the caterers they hired for the party, and you call it a WILLY? Dear God…”

Madison’s face crumbled as the rest of the room broke out in laughter. Despite her own predicament Emily had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. She felt bad for Madison of course, but really?

Athena let the laughter die down before she continued. “Ahem… yes, you seem to grasp the core concept at least.” She fought with her laughter for just a moment before forcing it down for good. Her face took on a much sterner expression. “The question is why didn’t you and Miss Black use one?”

Madison looked confused. Emily was confused herself. I mean it’s not like they were actually having sex… They shared a look and then back at the RA, neither had a great answer.

Athena pinched the bridge of her nose with a sigh. “Goddammit. They really don’t teach this in school at all, do they?” Emily thought she could actually hear the taller girl grinding her teeth. “Look girls, even with the hormones, and the chastity, and even if a locked girl doesn’t have an orgasm, there is still some sperm in their pre-cum, alright? Not much, but enough that you can get pregnant.”

Athena looked around the room, and realized that she had missed her mark. For most of the girls in attendance, pregnancy was a physical possibility, let alone a concern so she tried a different tack. “Now I realize that for a great many of you here, pregnancy isn’t something you’re worried about…” Her gravity was such that no-one laughed. “…but STIs remain a very real possibility. Any fluid exchange can mean transmission of a disease. We’ve had outbreaks at this school before, and they aren’t fun for anyone.”

With one smooth motion the intimidating RA snapped the paddle down into her palm. “In fact it’s my job to make sure they aren’t any fun at all. You bring an STI into my dorm? It’s bedtime spankings for every girl, every night, until you’re all testing clean across the board, understood?”

As the assembled crowd murmured their understanding Athena turned back to the pair of flushed, cringing girls standing in front of her. “Now then, with that out of the way, I believe the three of us have some business to take care of?” Emily and Madison nodded mutely. They weren’t in any position to argue.

“I trust that the two of you don’t need to demonstrate how to put a condom over a caged… willy?” Athena managed to get it out with a straight face, but the rest of the assembled girls laughed. Emily wished she’d just get on with paddling them – this was intolerable. Both of them shook their heads, hoping she wouldn’t insist. It was a long moment before Athena put the condom back in her pocket and pointed the paddle straight at Madison.

“Alright, Miss Gartner we’ll start with you. Miss Black, you kneel here and hold her hands.” Emily knelt where Athena pointed; it was right next to the windows. Great. Anyone passing their building was going to get an eyeful, but given the choice of being on display or going first, Emily would choose humiliation over pain every time.

There was no fight in Madison as she went meekly over the RA’s lap. Emily knelt on the floor in front of Madison and took each of her hands in her own as Athena inspected Madison’s still-warm backside. Emily tried a small, comforting smile but it didn’t seem to help. Madison was frightened and humiliated, and she had very good reasons to be. Coach Sharpe had been very thorough in paddling her earlier, and she was in no shape to take another spanking so soon.

“Not your first paddling today, Miss Gartner?” Athena asked as Madison finished settling herself over her lap. She ran her hands over the cane welts on the backs of Madison’s thighs, making her squirm and whine in discomfort. “Would you like to tell everyone how you earned your first paddling today?” Her voice wasn’t scornful, it was polite and conversational; no different than if she had asked if Madison if there was enough hot water left in the kettle for another cup of tea.

“C-Coach Sharpe, Miss.” Madison didn’t really need to give much more of an explanation than that. Even the other freshmen knew of the field hockey coach’s reputation. To Emily’s surprise she saw Athena’s face soften and she stroked Madison’s bottom very gently.

“Ah. Well you probably didn’t really earn it then, did you?” Her voice was soothing, and Emily saw the tears in Madison’s eyes.

“I made one little mistake…” Madison whined. Emily gave her hands a squeeze. They had definitely earned this paddling, but Madison’s first one had been deeply unfair.

“Well my dear, I can offer you a punishment deferral, if you like...” She moved her hand up Madison’s body to gently stroke her back. “You can take your medicine a week from now, but I do have to inform the Headmaster of all deferred punishments. That’s just policy.”

Madison sniffled and looked back over her shoulder. “The Headmaster?”

Athena’s voice was soothing and patient. “Oh he won’t be the one paddling you, dear. It’ll still be you and I, right here, just like this, once you’re all healed up. It’ll just have to go in your file and your report card that you were punished. Emily’s too, since she was involved.”

Emily stiffened. That would make her Christmas break… unpleasant. Even if her own punishment wasn’t going to be deferred, it would be in her file. She looked up at Madison, and shook her head, trying to plead with her silently. Please no… My dad will KILL me if he finds out…

“N-no…” Madison said; her voice unsteady. “I’ll take it now.” Emily squeezed her hands gratefully. She would owe Madison one for this.

Athena gave her a crisp swat on her bottom, making her jump at the sensation. “Let’s warm you up with my hand first and see how it feels, shall we? You can still back out after you’re warmed up, but I have some questions for you.”

With no further delay, Athena began spanking Madison’s still-tender backside with her hand. By Emily’s standards it wasn’t a terribly hard spanking, but it was clear that Madison was still very sore from her earlier paddling and she was squirming right from the start.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! “Let’s start with that lovely pink toy on the floor there – clearly that didn’t get by security, so you must have a source here on campus. I need their name.” Athena stopped spanking Madison for a moment so that she could hear the question and then picked right up where she had left off before she could answer. She used the building pain in her backside as an incentive to answer, pausing to let Madison speak only once she was confident that she would get a truthful answer.

Madison answered the second Athena paused in her punishment, the words tumbling over themselves in her eagerness to get them out. “Please Miss – I didn’t buy it on campus. No-one helped me! I snuck it in before the term started!”

Athena rested her hand on Madison’s bottom for a moment while she considered her answer. She looked at Emily. “Anything you want to add to this story?” She asked Emily, beginning to spank Madison again, a little harder than before.

“N-no Miss!” Emily managed to answer quickly enough that Madison only had to endure three hard spanks on her deep pink cheeks before Athena stopped to let her explain. “That’s what she told me too.”

Athena sat back on the sofa to think for a moment. “Hmmm… I don’t see any reason why you’d have lied to Miss Black, so we’ll accept that as the truth for now. I feel like it would be disastrously unwise for me to ask you to tell me *how* you managed this in front of everyone, but you will be telling me privately afterwards. Agreed?”

“Yes Miss.” Madison was only too willing to agree to whatever Athena asked of her.

“Splendid.” Athena raised her hand and delivered another dozen or so crisp spanks to Madison’s bottom before she paused again. “And tell me about what you did with that toy of yours…” She took a fistful of Madison’s hair and turned her face around so that Athena could look her in the eyes. “Exactly what you did.”

Madison blushed and stammered as Athena brought her hand to bear once again. Emily winced as Madison squirmed and whimpered. Emily wouldn’t have wanted to say it all out loud either, but Madison was really taking a tanning for her silence. 30 seconds stretched into a minute as Madison’s pain tolerance fought her understandable fear of giving every girl on their floor the play-by-play of what she and Emily had done behind closed doors.

“OKAY!” Madison shrieked as Athena’s hand snapped down onto a particularly tender patch of skin. “Please stop! I’ll tell you everything, just please stoooooooop!!” Emily had to hold tight to her wrists as she struggled. “Please… I’m sorry… it just started with Emily rubbing my bottom after I got paddled, and then to her touching… to her touching me. We kissed, and I ground on her cage a bit, and then…” Madison sniffled loudly and coughed before continuing. “Then she used the toy on me. In... inside me. That’s everything…”

Athena picked up the paddle and tapped it against the backs of Madison’s thighs. “Emily? If Madison is lying, and I find out later, do you know what will happen?” Emily shook her head. “Well, for a start she’s going to be expelled, and you’ll end up in the black cage, plus a trip to the Headmaster’s Office. Is there anything you want to add?”

Emily swallowed hard. There was no ‘Miss Black and Miss Gartner’ professional distance now. This was a direct question, and Athena’s eyes looked down at her steadily. Kneeling there on the floor Emily was grateful that Madison had told the truth, because she couldn’t have lied to the RA now.

She looked back at Athena. “That’s what happened, Miss. You walked in before… anything else could happen.” She died a little inside admitting that she probably would have tried to cheat her cage but she was able to meet Athena’s gaze and hold it. There were some small details that Madison had glossed over, but they were inconsequential. Athena’s gaze was stern as the seconds dragged on, but finally her features softened, and Emily saw her relax.

“I’ve read your file, Miss Black. You don’t strike me as smart enough to be a very good liar. It looks like I got there just in time to prevent you two from getting into any real trouble. That makes this easy, then.” She gave Madison one first swat across both cheeks of her bright pink bottom with the paddle, getting a high-pitched squeal of surprise and pain in response.

“You two definitely bent the rules, but not so severely that I have to take it to the Headmaster. That’s good news for you, Miss Gartner, but there is a bit of bad news too – I’m afraid you’re just too tender for me to paddle you today. I will have to defer your punishment.” She placed her hand on Madison’s shoulder to help her up but Madison squirmed in protest.

“Please, Miss! I can take it! You know why I got sent here! If there’s a note in my report card for… for this when I go home I might not be allowed to come back! Please? Can’t you do something else instead?” Madison really was crying now – Emily had seen tears in the corners of her eyes from the paddling, but her fear had fat droplets running down her cheeks. “Please... I want to stay at Rattangrove....”

“Hmmmm….” Athena tapped the paddle against the backs of Madison’s thighs. “I’m concerned about these cane marks, but...” She brought the paddle down across the backs of Madison’s thighs three times in fast succession. Emily cringed. She loathed having her thighs spanked – for whatever reason it always hurt so much more than her bottom, but Madison took it as best she could although she still kicked and squealed as the paddle struck home.

Athena laid the paddle on the couch and carefully inspected her work as Madison got herself under control. Emily squeezed Madison’s hands and tried to look comforting. “I suppose this will do…” Athena said thoughtfully after a moment. “Don’t expect any mercy from me just because it’s going to hurt more on your thighs – you’re getting exactly what Miss Black will be getting in a moment.”

Emily saw Madison shiver, but she didn’t say anything. Athena picked up the paddle. “Last chance for a deferral, Miss Gartner. Once I begin, I’m not stopping until I’m convinced that this incident won’t be repeated. There’s no shame in taking the deferral.”

It took a moment for Madison to respond. Her eyes were closed and Emily could see dirty grey channels down her cheeks as her tears made her eyeliner run. Emily couldn’t do anything apart from hold her hands and stay silent. This was Madison’s decision, and Emily wouldn’t try to influence her one way or the other.

“I…I understand. I’m sorry, Miss. I don’t want a deferral.” Madison didn’t open her eyes and her voice was barely more than a whisper. Athena flicked a glance down at her, unintentionally catching Emily’s eye. She looked a little hesitant about the paddling she had to give, but she stroked the paddle across the back of Madison’s thighs just the same, before bringing the paddle down crisply onto Madison’s vulnerable, waiting flesh.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! While Athena’s hand had seemed loud in the relatively small common area, Emily imagined that the sound of the paddle would carry all the way down the hall, and likely into the dorms a floor above. Madison wasn’t squirming or whimpering yet – she was trying to take it stoically, but Emily could feel her hands jerk and quiver with each stroke of the paddle.

Athena wasn’t letting up, no more pauses for questions, no opportunity for Madison to catch her breath. Just fast, sharp paddle strokes up the backs of both thighs and then back down, over and over. Emily couldn’t see Madison’s bottom, but she could see her face. Both of Madison’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her teeth were gritted. As the temperature of her backside increased the tears running down her face doubled in volume, and were eventually joined by small rivers coming from her nostrils. She whimpered, then hiccoughed, then began to cry openly and in earnest.

Emily couldn’t bear to watch Madison suffer like this, she had to look away. Looking back at the room she could see the rest of the girls watching with looks of pity or horror on their faces. A few gave Emily a small, sympathetic shrug or smile, but most were focused on Madison’s punishment. Looking out the window she could see a few small clusters of students out on the grass watching through the windows. A spanking was far from an unusual occurrence at Rattangrove, but it still drew a bit of a crowd.

Madison brought Emily’s attention back to more urgent matters as the pain got the better of her and she started to struggle. She had clearly tried to take her punishment bravely, but now her body’s fight or flight instinct was kicking in. She tried pulling her hands out of Emily’s grip as she kicked, squirmed and fought across Athena’s lap. Her face was bright red and she was barely getting more than tiny sips of air as she gasped, moaned, and whimpered her way through the spanking.

Emily hung onto Madison’s hands tightly as the final half-dozen swats landed across Madison’s thighs, and Athena rested the paddle against the relative coolness of Madison’s bottom. “Are we done?” She asked, her voice raised so it could be heard above Madison’s commotion.

“Yes ma’am! Please! Please be done!” Madison was well past doing anything more than begging for an end, but Athena nodded before continuing.

“Will we need to repeat this lesson?” Emily watched Athena carefully, as her gaze moved from Madison to the silent, nervous crowd who had watched. The question wasn’t really for Madison.

The finer points were lost on Madison. She almost shouted her reply; “No ma’am! Never! I swear!”

Athena’s face softened. She had forgiven Madison her trespasses, but she needed to be sure. “And what lesson did we learn today?”

“Madison’s eyes opened for the first time, and she looked at Emily frantically. “Um… Not to be… uh… not to act like a slut, ma’am?”

Athena chuckled and helped the very sore and sorry blonde up onto her feet and then sat her very gently on her lap. Athena was tall enough that she made Madison look much smaller and younger than she was. “No, sweetie. I mean that’s certainly part of it, but it wasn’t the main lesson.”

Madison tucked her face into the hollow of Athena’s neck, hiding her face from Emily and the rest of the dorm as Athena continued. “You’re not locked, Madison. Actually, you and I are the only free girls on the dorm this year, so you don’t have quite the same rules as the rest of the girls, but that doesn’t mean you can do what you like without regard for the consequences.”

She stroked Madison’s hair and let her cry it out as she continued. “Practice safe sex, don’t help any of the locked ones cum…” her eyes flicked to the bright pink dildo lying in the middle of the common room floor. “…and don’t bring anything like that into my dorm, and we won’t have to use the paddle again.”

Madison sniffled. “Yes’m”

Athena kept stroking her hair as Madison sat gingerly in her lap. “You’ll still go over my lap the next time I catch you and Miss Black sharing a bed, but it won’t have to be anything harsher than my hand if you just keep it safe, okay?”

“Yes ma’am.” Madison was beginning to get a little sulky now – Emily knew that feeling. Sore, spanked-out, cried-out and just wanting to go to bed.

“And no more calling me ma’am. I’m barely older than the rest of you girls! I’m not an old lady!” Athena’s irritation was only skin-deep though, and while it was a weak attempt at a joke she got a few nervous titters from the assembled crowd. Watching Madison get her thighs turned a deep purplish-red made everyone want to humour Athena. Emily wasn’t in a laughing mood however.

“Think you’re ready to hold Miss Black’s hands for me?” Athena asked Madison. Madison nodded and scrambled off of Athena’s lap, understandably eager as Emily rose a bit unsteadily to her feet to give Madison room to kneel in her place. She stole a glimpse at Madison’s marked up thighs as she passed, now nearly as deeply coloured as her bottom. Oh this was really going to hurt.

Emily stood off to Athena’s right as the tall RA tugged a pair of hair elastics off of her wrist and tied her hair into a loose ponytail. Even a reasonably short paddling had been enough for her hair to end up in disarray, and Emily hugged herself as she waited. The small paddle seemed larger and heavier than it had before, lying on the couch next to Athena – the highly polished wood reflecting the fading evening light with a dull sheen.

Finally satisfied that she had, however temporarily, tamed her hair Athena motioned for Emily to step forward, and she swatted away Emily’s hands as she tried to cover herself. She hadn’t felt so modest up until now, but Athena was... well she was free. That new knowledge made Emily suddenly self-conscious of her restrictions and the steel... jewellery... she had to wear.

“Hands on your head, Miss Black.” Emily looked warily at the assembled crowd, hating that they could see everything. Emily’s strict upbringing hadn’t meant that she had a lot of privacy, but she’d rarely been quite so exposed as this.

Athena very gently but thoroughly examined her cage, pressing her finger against the tip and wiping the cooled drippings from Emily’s skin. While Madison’s touch had been exhilarating, this was humiliating and clinical. Emily whined at the touch, hating every second of it.

“Hmmmm… I don’t see any evidence of orgasm here. When were you last allowed release?” Athena’s voice was calm – Emily hated the matter-of-fact frankness with which her most private details were spoken about by authority figures. Her parents, her doctor, the Headmaster, Breanne back at the chastity centre, and now Athena. It reinforced her lack of agency over her own anatomy and that grated as much today as it ever did.

Emily looked around at the waiting faces. Vultures. The whole lot of them. The fact that the rest of the group were apparently locked as well didn’t soften the humiliation in the slightest. “A-April, Miss.” She answered after a long pause. She closed her eyes and tried not to listen to the giggling and whispers she had known were coming.

Athena didn’t laugh. “Yes, I think after that long it would be impossible to hide the evidence of an orgasm. Release after that long denied tends to be quite unmistakable. Frustrating as it might be, Miss Black, I promise you that it’s much better for you this way than the alternative. Over you go.”

It was with a sigh of relief that Emily lay over her lap and made herself as comfortable as she could. It still wasn’t exactly ideal, with Emily being so petite and Athena so tall, Emily couldn’t plant both her hands and feet on the floor at the same time. Madison’s eyes were still watery and her face still red and puffy as she looked up at Emily and gripped the smaller girl’s wrists. Emily took a deep breath, and promised herself she would endure her punishment as stoically as Madison had.

“I must say I’m surprised, Miss Black…” Athena began, her hand resting against Emily’s right bottom cheek. “Going through my files, you didn’t stand out as being a likely troublemaker. Strict upbringing, decent grades, I’m disappointed to see you in this position so soon.”

You and me both Emily thought, but she wasn’t stupid enough to say that out loud. Better to just give her the submissive apologies she was expecting. “No Miss, I’m sorry Miss.”

“Fortunately for you, in-house discipline like this isn’t reported to the nurses, so assuming your grades and behaviour are otherwise sufficient, you’ll get what you were after soon enough. I’m sure you’re eager after so long… I often wonder how you locked girls deal with it…” Athena trailed off, lost in thought.

Emily tried to tell herself to relax, to just take her medicine. Don’t talk back. Don’t struggle. Don’t make it worse. Finally, after what seemed an unusually long pause Athena tapped the paddle against her bottom, making Emily wince in anticipation. No warm-up or lecture for her it seemed. Just straight to the paddle.

“I will ask however, Miss Black. Being as Miss Gartner has… other options… available to her. How is it that you were the one wearing the toy? In my experience it’s rather the other way around…”

Emily blushed. “Can’t… can’t you just spank me, Miss? Please…” She didn’t want to beg, but she couldn’t bear answering the question in front of everyone either.

Athena leaned down closer, her voice quiet enough that Emily didn’t think anyone part from herself and Madison could hear it. “You know I still could send you to the Headmaster, don’t you? I don’t even have to let you to get dressed. I could send you to his office right now, in just your cage, all the way across campus, with your pink toy in one hand and a note from me in the other. Can’t you just picture it? Having to knock on his door?”

Emily whimpered and squirmed. “No… No please…”

“And not his office door either, not at this hour. You’d have to go all the way to the faculty housing way up on the hill. You’d have to bother him at home, with your slutty little toy and your note. I can’t imagine that the note he’d leave the nurses would be in your favour after all that, not to mention the walk back…”

Madison was a blurry smudge now, as Emily’s eyes filled with hot tears. “I wanted to see what it was… what it would be like if I was unlocked… alright? Is that what you wanted to hear?” She took a long sniff and tried to blink the tears away. Why couldn’t she just punish her and send her to bed? Why drag this out? For her own sick amusement or...

The laughter she expected didn’t come. The room was oddly quiet, and Emily chanced a look at the assembled crowd.. Athena had said that the rest of the dorm was locked, and looking at the ring of faces watching her, Emily realized that she was far from the only one who was so… inexperienced. That made her feel a little better, right up until the paddle came thundering down.

It was a unique experience for Emily; being relieved that the spanking had started. Being spanked she could deal with – it happened all the time, seemingly. Being lectured and humiliatingly inspected nude in front of the girls she’d be living with for the next year was novel and uniquely awful. Besides, while the paddle certainly hurt and Athena was clearly well-practised with it, it wasn’t as heavy as the hairbrush she got at home.

She tried to be resolute as the paddle worked its way down from the fatty middle of her bottom past her sit spots, and onto the uppermost parts of her thighs. Athena clearly knew what she was doing, unfortunately – for every swat Emily got in the middle of her bottom or on her upper thighs Athena would give her two or even three right on her sit-spot. She grimaced at Madison, who clung onto her wrists as the heat began to build.

Emily tried squeezing her cheeks together, and she tried kicking her feet. Athena was prepared for both of those. Any time she clenched her cheeks Athena would paddle her thighs until she forced her bottom to relax. If she kicked her feet then Athena would simply grab her ankles in one hand to still her kicking while she delivered several sizzling swats directly to her sit-spot until she stopped fighting.

 It was so unlike a paddling from her parents – her father didn’t care if she kicked or fussed, he’d clamp her arm into the small of her back and push her down into his lap. Much as she squirmed or fussed he held her in place. Her mother was much the same, though Emily could, at her extreme peril, kick hard enough to interrupt her mother’s rhythm. She’d managed it once and never tried it again. Athena was different: she simply used pain to encourage her to keep still. Take it bravely and it would still hurt like Hell’s own branding iron, but kick and squirm and she could make it so much worse.

As the heat increased, Emily began to lose her composure. “Please… Miss… Not so hard! I didn’t even cum! I won’t do it again!” She was past caring about her earlier commitment to taking this well, or that the rest of her dorm was watching her beg like a little girl. “Please! I promise! I’m sorrrrryyyyyy!”

If she was having any effect on Athena, it didn’t show; she did her best to keep from kicking or squirming, and Madison’s grip kept her from reaching back, but the paddling went on uninterrupted and unchanging for another few minutes. The paddle wasn’t heavy, but Athena spanked fast, and after a short while it felt like the whole of her bottom was being punished at once.

By the end, Emily had stopped fighting. She lay over Athena’s lap in exhausted subservience as her tears flowed. While her struggling had ended her apologies and begging for some small amount of mercy continued to the bitter end. As spankings went, Emily had endured worse, but rarely in such a public setting. By the time Athena laid the paddle down Emily was utterly spent. She had given up on anything apart from babbled apologies and sobs.

Athena let Emily sniffle it out for a few minutes, before helping her up and seating her on her lap just as she had with Madison. “All done, Emily.” She told her, very gently. “Now just like Madison, you’re going to be punished if I catch you in bed with another student, but if you remember to be safe, and respect the school’s policy regarding your denial, it won’t have to be this bad again, okay?”

Emily mumbled what she hoped sounded like an agreement, and Athena held her for a few minutes more before she stood up. She wrapped Emily up in a hug, though with the height difference Emily found her face being pressed into Athena’s chest. Under different circumstances, Emily probably would have quite enjoyed that, but she was much too sore for considerations like that.

Well… she had assumed she was. After she had hugged Madison as well Athena had dismissed them back to their room for the night. Madison had taken Emily’s hand as they walked back to the welcome privacy of their own small quarters. Once inside Madison had closed the door and then surprised Emily by slipping her arms around her waist.

Face to face Madison had smiled at her. “I guess it’s my turn to help you with the cream…” Emily didn’t have a chance to reply before Madison leaned in for the kiss. Despite the roaring inferno that was her bottom she felt her cage tighten just a little. They were going to have to be much quieter this time...