Guidance and Counselling

Drake did as instructed. Ms. Gibson stood behind him. He felt her part his buttocks a little with one hand and then something was pushed into his ass. He flinched.

"Relax," she coaxed even as he felt his asshole stretched. Just when he thought he was going to have to cry out, it was like something kind of popped inside him. His anus was still full, but it was different.

"If you're wondering what I did Mr. Northman, you now have a butt plug in your anus. You are to leave it there all day unless you have bodily needs to attend to. If that is the case, you are to replace it afterward. Regardless, you are to report back to me at the end of the day for its removal. Clear?"

"Um, yes, Ms. Gibson."

"Very good. And if I see you during the day, I will check. You might want this just in case you need to replace it."

Drake was presented with a small tube of lubricant as she allowed him to stand again.

"Now, dress, leave and don't speak to Ms. Welsh on the way out."

~~~~~~~

Alice heard the door open and went to speak to Drake when she saw him walking a little uncomfortably from the infirmary.

"No speaking please Ms. Welsh," Ms. Gibson said before she could even ask how he was. "I'll have you in here please."

Alice watched Drake head off in the direction of his first class and with a deep breath for courage, stepped inside.

"Right, strip please," was the simple instruction she was given as the door was closed and locked behind her.

"Everything?" she asked.

"Yes, everything Ms. Welsh."

Alice quickly removed her uniform and stripped naked as the Counsellor busied herself about the room. She noted that Ms. Gibson would occasionally stop to check that she was being obeyed, though she had the distinct impression that she was being perved on as much as checked for obedience.

"Right Ms. Welsh, not that I have to tell you, but so that you understand, you are here this morning so that I can check that Mr. Rumidge hasn't been too ... enthusiastic with his punishment.

Alice wondered who might check that Ms. Gibson hadn't been similarly enthusiastic with Drake but didn't ask the question. She stood still as Ms. Gibson walked around the room. She felt nervous when she stopped behind her. She felt the counsellor's hands on her buttocks. Her touch was more of a caress than anything. It was certainly a gentler touch than she'd expected. Even her doctor's touch was more perfunctory than Ms. Gibson's. Her buttocks were pulled apart a little uncomfortably then released. Then she found Ms. Gibson had moved to stand and face her.

She watched as the counsellor inspected her breasts. She squeezed them and lifted them a little, her eyes fixed on them as she watched them settle back into place. She stifled her surprise and closed her eyes when Ms. Gibson knelt before her and leaned in toward her bald pussy. She didn't want to watch as she felt Ms. Gibson's fingers caress her mound and slide between her legs to cup her.

"Right, very good," she said and stood. Alice wondered what could be next. "No problems, you'll be all good for this afternoon's punishment. One last thing, please put your hands on the desk, bend forward and thrust yourself backward, I'm sure you're familiar with the position by now?"

"Yes Ms. Gibson," Alice replied, following instruction.

She felt the counsellor caress her pussy. This time there was no doubt that it was sexual. Her fingers parted her lips slightly, teasing at the entrance to her vagina. It was fleeting though.

"Are you an anal virgin Ms. Welsh?"

"Pardon?" Alice asked, shocked by the question. She yelped as she felt a stinging slap to her right butt cheek.

"Listen girl, Listen! I asked if you are an anal virgin. Have you had a cock in your ass?"

"Oh, sorry Ms., um, no I am not an anal virgin," she replied unable to hold back her blush at the admission.

"Right, in that case, this won't be so bad for you."

Before she could process what Ms. Gibson might mean, she felt something push against her anus. She gasped as it stretched her wide.

"This butt plug is to remain here until you meet with Mr. Rumidge am I understood?"

"Yes Ms. Gibson," Alice replied.

"You may be inspected at any time during the day. Removal brings further punishment. Understood?"

"Yes Ms. Gibson."

"Right then get dressed and get to class."

Alice put her uniform back on and did exactly that, feeling the butt plug with every step. She wondered if perhaps Drake was suffering from a similar intrusion and whether that was why he might have been walking gingerly when he left the office.

~~~~~~~

Alice knocked on the Head Master's office door. Her nerves set her stomach on edge. She recalled the previous day's punishment and was confused by the fact that as painful as it had been, it had also turned her on. She liked her sex a bit rough and loved having her face fucked, but spanking? She hadn't expected that to excite her. She clenched her buttocks, feeling the butt plug that she'd had within her all day. It just added to the strange mix of feelings that suddenly fled as Mr. Rumidge called for her to enter.

She walked into the Head Master's office to see him behind his desk with his fingers together as he watched her enter. His face was predatory and Alice shuddered a little as she closed the distance between them and stood in front of his desk.

"Hands on the desk Ms. Welsh."

Alice did as instructed and placed her hands on the leather insert, her butt thrust out behind her. She followed the Head Master with her eyes as he moved behind her.

*Slap*

"Eyes to the front Ms. Welsh," he said sternly.

"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." she replied, the response almost coming naturally after the previous day's punishment. It didn't have the same sting having been applied outside her skirt, but Alice was still surprised at how her body reacted and the fact that she kind of hoped for more.

"Very good Ms. Welsh," he said with a smile, though didn't spank her again.

Alice felt her skirt lifted and then Mr. Rumidge's hand ran gently over her white panties. He caressed her firm butt cheek. She felt him squeeze before his fingers worked their way between her cheeks and encountered the end of the butt plug.

"Excellent," she heard him say even as she felt him nudge it a couple of times. She wondered what would come next and found the anticipation strangely exhilarating.

"Right Ms. Welsh, time for today's punishment. Stand up."

As Alice stood up, she felt her panties dragged down to just below her bum. Mr. Rumidge took her left hand and had her hold it at her side. He pulled her panties to that side, looped it once and had her put her hand through the loop. He then repeated it on the other side and she found her hands restrained by her own underwear.

"Back on the desk," he said and his hand pushed her firmly from behind such that there was no doubt as to what he wanted. Alice turned her head and laid her cheek on the leather insert of the desk, her torso bearing her weight. She only glimpsed the Head Master occasionally as he moved around her. She couldn't tell what he was going to do.

A whistle in the air didn't give her enough time to anticipate what to expect before the sting of a many-tailed whip lashed against her buttocks.

"Thank you Sir," she gasped as she quickly recovered from the shock.

*Crack!*

"Thank you Sir,""Count with me Ms. Welsh, that is two."

*Crack!*

"Thank you Sir,"

*Crack!*

"Thank you Sir,"

Each crack of the whip against her buttocks alternated from cheek to cheek . Alice felt her butt warm in response to the assault. Her pussy came alive.

*Crack!*

"Thank you Sir."

There was a pause. Alice held her breath. She felt him tug on the butt plug and it was half pulled from her anus before it was shoved roughly back in. His fingers caressed her pussy and no doubt was left as to the state of her arousal.

*Crack!*

"Ask me for more," he instructed.

"Six. Thank you Sir, please may I have another?"

*Crack!*

"Seven. Thank you Sir, please may I have another?"

*Crack!*

"Eight. Thank you Sir, please may I have another?"

*Crack!*

"Nine. Thank you Sir, please may I have another?"

*Crack!*

"Ten. Thank you Sir, please may I have another?"

"Stand up Ms. Welsh," she was instructed. Alice stood, her butt cheeks stinging pleasurably.

"Well done Ms. Welsh, well done indeed," the Head Master said to her with a smile. She was surprised to find that the odd praise actually made her feel good.

She expected her hands to be released, but instead, she saw him reach for her tits. His fingers and thumbs quickly sought out her nipples through her clothes and tweaked them roughly. He pulled and twisted. Alice almost writhed on her feet. His hand abandoned her right breast and she felt him slip it between her legs. He plundered her pussy roughly, his fingers invading her. Her left breast was abandoned as well and she found herself pushed back against his desk, forced to lean back until she lay facing the ceiling. Her skirt was flipped up again and the Head Master stood at the edge of the desk.

*Smack*

Alice gasped in pain as his fingers slapped against her bare pussy.

*Smack*

"I beg your pardon?" she heard him demand as his fingers smacked against her bare pussy lips for a third time.

"Sorry Sir. Thank you Sir, please may I have another?" she gasped. On response she felt him lift her legs and push them up toward her chest as she was lifted completely clear of the floor, thighs trapped together by her underwear.

Alice felt his tongue slip over her pussy as he leaned in and licked her. His tongue pushed between her lips and wiggled. He stood and quickly worked his way out of his pants, his cock rock hard before him like a divining rod. He rubbed it against her pussy lips and she groaned.

Alice wanted to spread her legs, to present herself and have his cock sink between her lips, but the Head Master showed no sign of moving her underwear enough to give her the ability to do so. She felt him spear inside as he pushed between her lips anyway. He leaned over her. Her legs were pushed toward her chest even more as his cock sank deeper. She groaned. It felt so damn good.

Mr. Rumidge didn't give her time to think or adjust; he simply fucked her. He drove his cock in and out of her tight pussy. Alice gasped and groaned. There was something about the pleasure that followed the spanking that drove her wild. She tipped her head back, closed her eyes and focused on the pleasure of the cock sliding in and out of her pussy.

She felt Mr. Rumidge give an extra hard; deep thrust in her pussy and then felt the warmth of his cum as he exploded deep inside her. He held himself there and she felt his cock pulse with each ejaculation.

As quickly as he'd entered her, he pulled his cock from her pussy.

"On your knees Ms. Welsh," he commanded.

Alice clambered off his desk and dropped to her knees. She watched him step toward her, his cock aimed at her face. It glistened with their combined juices.

"Clean me."

Alice opened her mouth and Mr. Rumidge stuck his cock in. She closed her lips over it and sucked until nothing remained even as she felt his cum seep from her pussy.

"Good girl. That is all for today. Report to Ms. Gibson tomorrow morning and back here in the afternoon."

"Yes Sir," she replied, finally able to extricate herself from her panties. She pulled them into place, conscious of the cum leaking into them. As she walked from his office, she wondered if she was allowed to take out the butt plug. With a sigh she decided that she probably could, but would likely have to put it back in again the following day.

~~~~~~~

Drake waited nervously outside Ms. Gibson's office. He'd hid himself away as much as he dared during the day, unsure if he wanted to run into her. He really didn't want her checking that he still had the plug in his ass. He did, but he didn't want to be checked up on. He could feel it every time he moved. The fact that he had started enjoying the sensation and had caught himself moving every now and then just to feel it embarrassed him.

"Mr. Northman, do come in," the counsellor said to him when she saw him seated outside her office door. He followed her into the room and stood. "I don't think we'll bother with the infirmary this afternoon as I have other places I need to be and can't linger. Drop your pants for me please."

Drake heard the lock on her door click as he began to release the fastenings of his pants.

"Very good, now hands on the desk," he was instructed when his pants and underwear were down around his ankles. Ms. Gibson stood behind him and he felt the butt plug pulled. He tried to relax his muscles but it didn't seem to matter. She pulled it firmly and it popped out. He couldn't help but gasp aloud.

"Right, that's all for now. Report back to me tomorrow morning."

Drake walked off somewhat shocked. He hadn't been sure what to expect, but had at least expected further punishment. He decided that he'd take it and not complain.

~~~~~~~

"How was your day?" Drake asked Alice on the phone later that night.

"Not too bad, yours?"

"Surprisingly good actually."

"Really?"

"Yeah, well other than having to have a butt plug up my ass all day."

"I thought you left Ms. Gibson's office walking a little funny. I did too," Alice told him.

"Man, it was weird. So, did you have to see Rumidge as well?"

"Yeah."

"Was it bad?"

"Um ... I don't really want to talk about it, but no, it wasn't too bad."

"Ok," Drake replied, "I guess it might be better if I didn't know."

"Do you have to see Gibson in the morning?" Alice asked him.

"Yeah, do you?"

"Yeah."

They were both quiet for a few moments, lost in their own thoughts.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" Alice said.

"Yeah, ok, see you then Alice."

~~~~~~~

Alice arrived and waited outside the infirmary where she'd been instructed to meet Ms. Gibson.

The counsellor arrived before Drake did and told Alice to follow her inside.

"How are you this morning Alice?"

"Fine thank you Ms. Gibson."

"Excellent, please undress so that I can check that you haven't been punished too harshly."

Alice stripped out of her school uniform until she stood naked before the counsellor.

Ms. Gibson walked around her. She paused to inspect her bottom and Alice resisted the urge to clench when she pulled her cheeks apart.

"You still have it in," Ms. Gibson said with obvious surprise.

"Well, Mr. Rumidge left it in and I wasn't told whether I could or not, so ..."

She felt Ms. Gibson's hands linger on her body.

"That's very good of you Alice. Now, bend over and put your hands on the gurney please."

Alice complied and felt Ms. Gibson pull the plug from her anus.

"Alice, one of the things that I think you should learn this week is that even if you enjoy your body being used and possibly even abused, you have power. You should always ensure that any man that is lucky enough to enjoy your body is thankful for doing so. You can submit, let him take advantage, but he should know that as much power as he thinks he has, he really only has it because you allow it. Does that make sense?"

"I .. think so," Alice replied.

"Very good. Now, hold still."

Alice felt something probing her anus. It was bigger than the plug that had been removed and she bit down on her lip as she felt herself stretched even wider.

"Now, just like yesterday, you are to keep this in all day and report to Mr. Rumidge after classes are done. Okay?"

"Yes Ms," Alice replied. She was about to stand when she felt the counsellor's fingers glide across her pussy lips. She stayed where she was, a bit shocked and unsure of what was expected of her. The fingers caressed her gently, touching the bare skin. One finger ran between her lips and teased. It threatened to penetrate her, but didn't.

Alice did gasp aloud when the finger departed and a smack landed on her bottom.

"Right, off with you, I have to attend to Mr. Northman now."

"Yes Miss."

Alice left the infirmary, finding Drake sitting outside.

"Good luck," she said to him and gave him a quick kiss.

"Thanks," he replied.

"Mr. Northman, in you come," Ms. Gibson said without commenting on the kiss.

Drake followed the counsellor back into the infirmary.

"Assume the position Mr. Northman, hands on the gurney.

He did as he was told, surprised that he hadn't been asked to take off his pants. Once he was in position he felt Ms. Gibson start to caress his body. She started with his buttocks and her hands roamed all over them. They squeezed and pinched, ran down his inner thighs and back up. She grabbed his crotch as well.

Drake couldn't help but harden under the attention.

"Does that feel good Mr. Northman?"

"Yes Ms. Gibson," he admitted.

Her hand slapped painfully hard against his butt.

"Then you need to acknowledge it. Have we forgotten our lessons already?"

"Thank you Ms. Gibson."

"Better, now off with your pants." He noted that she stood back and gave him room, so stood and dropped his pants to the floor and stood naked, cock erect.

"Turn around Mr. Northman."

He turned to face her and the counsellor reached out and took hold of his cock, stroking it firmly.

"Thank you Ms. Gibson," he moaned at the touch.

She released him and slapped his hard cock from right to left with her right hand. Then she slapped it back the other way with her left.

"Ughn, thank you Ms. Gibson," he said after each slap of his cock.

She hit him ten times in total, then dropped quickly to her knees and sucked his erection into her mouth.

Drake looked on in shock. The last thing he'd expected was the counsellor to suck him! "Thank you Ms. Gibson," he belatedly gasped as she ran her mouth up and down his length. She kept sucking. One hand grabbed his ball sack and pulled it firmly as she took him deep into her mouth. It felt so good that he started to thrust at her face. She immediately stopped. He groaned in disappointment.

"No, Mr. Northman. No thrusting."

"Sorry Ms. Gibson," he replied. "Thank you."

She stood up and had him turn around. He felt the sting of the cane across his butt again.

"Thank you Ms. Gibson," he said after each thwack against his skin. He counted ten in total and by the time that the counsellor had finished he knew that he'd been feeling the tenderness on his ass for the rest of the day. He felt her rub cream into his buttocks as she had the day previous and thought that perhaps that would be all he was subjected to that morning. He was wrong

*Thwack!*

"Thank you Ms," he whimpered. She proceeded to strike him another ten times and she didn't hold back. When she finished and he'd thanked her for the 20th time that morning, she again caressed him with the cream. He felt her hand reach between his legs and caress and pull at his sack. He was hard in moments and hoped that she would at least wank him to the point of ejaculation again.

She just teased him though. Her attentions made him hard, but he desperately wanted to feel something on his cock. Instead he found his ass invaded again.

"This has to stay in again today Mr. Northman. Same conditions as yesterday."

"Yes Ms. Gibson," he gasped as he was stretched even wider than the day before. Clearly the plug she used had increased in size. He didn't think she'd get it in, but was quickly proven wrong. "Now turn around for me please."

He turned to face her again and found her on her knees. As she had previously she took him into her mouth and sucked him enthusiastically. She grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and worked her mouth up and down as she pulled him toward her then pushed back again. Her fingers teased at the butt plug, wiggling it around inside him and he moved ever closer to orgasm.