Belamon College - Disciplinum et Scientas

[Plasmacaster]

The hallways were empty. I loved to walk through the halls at this time in the morning, the silence beautiful. It was the start of a new term. Students would be coming soon, the rooms would be filled with women. This was an all-girl school, and in the past it had been... an entertaining experience. My cock twinged in the anticipation of it. I doubted there was a single student or teacher that I hadn't slept with by the end of the last term, several on a regular basis.

Now i had to wait. Wait and look forward to the new discipline to be enforced on the unwitting girls.

 

[katalynn]

For the two years that Kitty has been here, she has never once ran across the Principal of this place. Never had to. The way she played the game with the teachers, it hasn't gotten her into trouble. Being in an all girl school has cut her pickings rather slim, (considering she is picky to begin with, it worked out). Also there are male teachers that she'll play the cat and mouse game with. Course, when shes done with them, some of them have quit. Whether it was her doing or not, she didn't care.

Every now and then Kitty will have fun with the students even if it was a challengeto them where she wanted them sometimes. In the end, Kitty always won. At times she had to cheat by bringing liquor on campus, but it always worked.

Kitty came to school early from not wanting to wait in long lines for her books, or having to fight to find her locker. Roaming up and down the locker halls dressed her cheerleading outfit in school colors and with nothing underneath, made it easier to tease the male teachers.
For now her hair was pulled back by a clip in half, first day of school was so boring that she didn't bother to braid it. Soon she found her locker noticing it was down towards the bottom making her squat to get into it.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Dr. Rex Applegate:

This would be Dr. Applegate's first term here, but after conversations with the Head Master it seemed they saw eye to eye were discipline is concerned, physical discipline and other types as well to include humiliation, bondage, etc.

He'd just entered the main building after walking from his on campus residence and was carrying what looked like a salesman's sample case or very large briefcase in one hand and over his shoulder a what looks like either a large hard sided bow or rifle or shotgun case.

As school's start is still a day away, and being American and only formal when the occasion required it, since he's not the stuffy sort by nature, he's wearing a shirt and tie, sport coat, jeans and Indian squawboot type moccasins.

The hide soles make no sound as he walks to the intersection of the corridor and entryway and turns toward his office... where he's greeted by a sight that stops him in his tracks.

A young woman, who's dressed in the school cheerleading outfit with the obligatory short and pleated skirt, is squatting and leaning forward to open the lock on a lower level locker.

This alone would afford a wonderful view, but what turns wonderful to marvelous is the clear and unobstructed, by anything at all, view of her ass and hairless pussy he has as the skirt's ridden up and back and she's pantiless under it.

His reaction is atypical for any healthy male who's heterosexual, his prick hardens along his thigh as he watches as she shifts side to side unconsciously, while working the combination lock on the locker door, making her ass cheeks and labia move very enticingly indeed.

 

[jaylene]

Tammy

In relatively no time Tammy has her books, and has found her locker. She sorts through her stuff and places everything she needs in her book bag which she has hung across her shoulders. The strap cuts across her chest accentuating her pert little breasts, drawing attention to her hard nipples.

“Shit it’s cold, I knew I should have grabbed a sweater,” she says under her breath.

She looks at her watch and realizes she has just enough time to grab a smoke before heading to class. She takes off down the hall at a swift pace, her skirt, swaying from side-to-side as she walks. She it out the door in no time, and circles behind the side of the building. She can see her breath in the cool autumn air, and again regrets she has no sweater. She also is wishing that she had put on some tights as well. Her legs feel cold, and she can feel the goose-bumps on her legs. She opens her bag, smiling at the new patch she has just sewn on. It reads “Are you as stupid as you look”.

She lights up her cigarette, and inhales deeply, the first drag already calming her. She hears the first bell and realizes she is going to be late. She drops what is left of her cigarette, and crushes it beneath her leather boot.

 

[msboy8]

Dan John

Dan sowled as he entered the bathroom and saw the lipstick prints on the mirrors. The bathroom was empty, lucky for them. Dan was pissed at the lack of respect of these young trollops. He got his toilet brush wet in a nearest commode and cleaned the lipstick off the mirrors. That would teach them. It would be like kissing their own asses, hehehe.

 

[katalynn]

grrrr... (sorry)

 

[katalynn]

Kitty felt eyes on her, she knew the feeling all to well. Shifted slightly to make the skirt rise for the intensity of the stare made it feel as if it was a male. Once she finished putting her books she needed and got organized, purposily left her bag on theground as she stood so she would have to bend down, providing him with another little peek as she picked up her bag.

Turned to see if someone was really there, as always, there was staring straight at her. Since he was obviously a teacher, she gave off one of her innocent little smiles pretending nothing out of the ordinary happened. Judging from where his room was she also knew he was the knew teacher and she was in his class. It was one of those classes that she wanted to take just for something different.

Soon she was walking past him and not looking back towards him knowing she was going to have fun with this one. She had to get to the gym to greet the new cheerleaders. Last year they lost the competition, this year is going to be different, she isn't one to lose.

 

[ozme52]

Professor Roger St. John-Smithe M.D.


Doctor St. John-Smithe finished writing his name on the blackboard and turned around. He scanned all the faces looking toward him expectantly. All freshly scrubbed and pretty. Some of the girls, young women really, were wearing a bit too much make-up but most were fresh and innocent looking. One or two of the girls were freshmen but most were 2nd and 3rd year students.

"I am Professor Roger St. John-Smithe. Make sure you pronounce it correctly..... "Sin-jin-smythe" This is your Anatomy and Human Physiology class. I expect you to always come to class having read the assignments with homework done on time. This class includes a lab. That means there will be hands on work. You are all young adults now and I will not tolerate any foolish modesty or girlish twittering. Tomorrow's lab will be comparative anatomy. You will be disecting frogs."

There was a collective groan from around the room which Roger chose to ignore.

"You will need to read chapters 1 and 2 to do a proper job."

Having given the homework assignment first as he was wont to do, Roger was about to begin his lecture when a late arrival walked in. Roger recognized her as one of the 3rd year girls.

"What's your name girl?"

"Tammy"

 

[Plasmacaster]

I looked back out onto all those blank faces. The classroom was silent. You would think i was explaining the theory of relativity.
'Its all very simple.' I sighed and tried to explain again 'Senechdochy is the reference to something via the use of a part of something to represent the whole. For example, "Number 10 issued a statement." Number 10 didn't say anything, its a representation.'

I sighed again. It just wasn't getting through. Suddenly there was laughter from the back of the classroom. A short laugh that ended soon after. I was teaching the new students so i was certain that there would be some teething trouble.

I walked along the room, gazing evenly at each face as I passed it until I found the girl who had laughed. She was sitting there, blushing madly as she tried desperately to hide the note she had been reading. I reached over and read it.

My expression turned from one of exasperation to one of barely controlled rage.

'You,' I pointed to the redhead 'stay behind after the lesson. I would like a word with you. What's your name?'

In a voice barely above a whisper she said 'Grace Thompson, sir'

The first day and already I would be able to bring about some proper lessons. It was difficult to concentrate on the English Literature after that!

 

[Miss_Shy_Newcastle]

Lucy

Lucy wanted to hide under her desk. All she'd done was pass a note explaining what Senechdochy was, and now this Grace was in trouble. Which most probably meant trouble for her as well. She'd been warned by her parents no more transferring college. Tears started to fill her eyes behind her glasses, and she quickly burried her head in her arms.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Grace

Grace hurried down the hall, her arms laden with books. She hadn't been able to find her locker and it was almost time for the bell to ring. Just before it did, she managed to slip through the door of the English Lit class taught by the Headmaster.

She settled into a chair close to the back of the room and tried to concentrate on what the Headmaster was saying. Suddenly a piece of paper landed on her desk. She opened the note and a nervous giggle escaped her throat when she read it.

Headmaster is a TWAT!

Her face blushed crimson as she realized the giggle was actually out loud. As the headmaster walked through the classroom, Grace desperately tried to hide the note. Her embarassment turned to a sickening thud in her belly when the Headmaster stopped at her desk and snatched the note from her.

The look of rage on his face was unmistakable. 'You,'stay behind after the lesson. I would like a wordwith you. What's your name?'

"Grace Thompson, sir," she said, barely able to force a whisper. "B..b..but, I didn't write it. It's not mine." Fear always made her babble and Grace didn't want to get in trouble on her first day, especially when she had done nothing wrong.

 

[katalynn]

Kitty finished off her little meeting alittle later than expected with the fresh cheerleaders, not really noticing how late it had gotten but, knowing that they all had reasons for being late so none should... should.. get in trouble. Normally better than this when it came to timing things out, luckily the practices are after classes from this day forth.

It was then it occured to her that her first class was with that new teacher.... Rex something or another. Dismissing the other girls as they all ran to their classes and soon Kitty was slipping into her class. The students were focusing on some paper when Dr. Rex Applegate looked up to see Kitty walk in. Kitty gave that coy little smile she threw him earlier as she took her seat in the front row.

Reading the questions under the POP QUIZ writing on the board she assumed thats what the others were working on so as if nothing happened, she got pen and paper and started to work on the questions.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Dr. Rex Applegate:

He's monitoring the class after having writting the twenty questions on the blackboard for the pop quiz to get an idea of where the class stood in its knowledge of the middle ages, particulary the 16th through the 18th centuries.

As he leaned against the wall beside the blackboard the door opened and the pantiless cheerleader from earlier in the hall strolls quietly in, takes a seat, gets out a pen and paper and begins to take the quiz.

Rex goes to his desk, bends and writes brief note on a pad and pulls it off. He strolls down the aisle and sets it on her desk as he passes.

The note reads: Young lady, I will see you in my office after classes today and I do mean immediately after classes with no detours to anywhere else or stopping to chat with students.
Dr. Applegate, Assistant Head Master/Disciplinary Dean

 

[katalynn]

It startled her for a split moment as to who he was at the end of the note. Shrugged it off thinking a quick little chat telling me to not be late again. No biggy. Any longer than that though, her practices would run late.

Man, what a way to start this off... First day and everything is already delayed.... perhaps it'll get better as the day goes..... I'll talk to this Rex dude that'll be like what, a few minutes?..

Couldn't keep her mind off how good looking he was, how much fun she was going to have teasing him. The questions were easy for her, history was one of her favorite things to study.

When he sat back down Kitty opened her legs just enough to give a teasing peek, she herself never looked up to see if he was actually watching. Having that being watched feeling crept in, she knew.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Dr. Rex Applegate:

When he'd returned to the front of the room he sat at his desk and opened a book then started to read with occasional glances up and around the room.

Several of the questions were essay questions so he expected to get good replies would take most, if not all, of this first class period.

One of the times he was looking over the classs, much to his surprise, he had a view up the cheerleaders skirt again, but this time from the front this time at her very alluring hairless pussy and a bit of a peek at the pink skin between her pussy lips.

The same reaction naturally as he thinks to himself, 'Well if she wishes to show it off I'll be damned sure to see all of her pussy.. and body very soon indeed.' Then he returns to the book again and stealthily adjusts his jeans under the desk for a bit more comfort.

 

[katalynn]

Kittys' thoughts trailed off as she thought about this new teacher.... assistant head master... Almost wondered how far she could push him. She wasn't about to let him touch her, not this soon. Mr. Rex wasn't hasn't proved he was even worthy of her time yet. Almost tempted to ditch this little meeting he provided her with but, that wouldn't be playing the innocent scene, that would be rebelious. And she couldn't get in trouble here. Specially for being late to class.

Durin the whole class Kitty kept moving her legs just right, taunting and giving him random peek shows. About half through the class she was noticing how aroused she was becoming. Had to fight the urge of reaching down to ease some of the aching.

Glanced up at the clock was now waiting for the bell to ring, or hopefully he'll let the class go early. Kitty needed to be out in the feild to work off some of this energy. Distract her thoughts from him, sadly, the class still had about an hour left and the time seemed to be going backwards.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Dr. Rex Applegate:

He read until his erection subsided and rose and began to write the assignment for the next class on the blackboard.

"Before our next class read Chapters One and Two in your text and write a three page paper on why corporal punishment was so prevelant and common in medieval times and it's effect on the onlookers compared to the intended effect.
"If you need additional information refer to the section dealing with the middle ages in "History of Torture" in your additional text material."

He returned to his seat and began reading again with glances around the room, longer as the bare pussy of the cheerleader when it was visible and he happened to be looking, but this time as he'd sat down he'd tugged up the legs of his jeans to give him sufficent slack for comfort should it be needed, which it was.

With about thirty minutes remaining he saw all had finished and after saying, "Alright it appears everyone's finished. Please leave your papers on my desk as you leave.
"Now for the remainder of the class time you may begin your reading assignment.
"By the way, my office in not in this building, it's in the main building as I am also the Assistant Head Master and Disciplinary Dean so that's the most convient for me.
"If you wish to speak to me about a class matter it would be a good idea to set an appointment with my secretary so you won't be kept waiting needlessly if I have administrative tasks keeping me busy if you drop by.
"Are there any questions come to the front? If not being your reading please until the classbell rings."

 

[katalynn]

Shifted her seat as it was starting to get uncomfortable feeling the wetness rub against her thighs. Every so often she would spread her cautiously, instead of it helping, the cold air only intensfied the aching. To make matters worse, Kitty was begining to smell the heat of her own sex.

Bit her lip and kept looking at the clock. 15 mins... Inside she was cursing the time as she tried hard to read. Some the words were only making things worse. Bondage and various styles of paddles, whips, and other punishable devices. Even the pictures got to her, even though they were slightly bloody for they were punishments of death, but the positions they were in made her mind drift.

Finally!!! The damn bell rang. Kitty hurried to gather her things and rising up to leave. Placing her paper on his desk as she raced out the door. Knowing he said to not talk to anyone but, even he needed some time to get to his office. Finding one of the cheerleaders Kitty told her that she might be a few mins late and to get the other girls ready.

After that, she walked to his office without any other distractions. Other than the ones in her mind and the aching between her legs.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Dr. Rex Applegate:

He placed the book he'd been reading in his briefcase and then the pop quiz papers when the last had been dropped on the pile on the corner of his desk.

By the hhis erection had one more time eased and he carried his briefcase to where the cheerleader had sat and smiled at the wet spot on her seat that confirmed the glistening he'd thought he'd seen was do to her arousal and not a trick of the lighting.

A fingetip is dipped in it and he sniffs as he turns and walks out of the class room. [i'Yes, definitely the discharge of an aroused woman and not from any other source,'[/i] Rex thinks to himself.

Ten minutes later he's at his office and see's her standing waiting for him, "Give me two minutes young lady. I'll be right with you," he says as he unlocks and enters his office and closes the door again behind him.

His briefcase is dropped on the floor next to his desk as he passed it to close the thick and heavy drapes on the sole window and then turns on an overhead light behind the desk that illuminates it's top and shines beyond into the office.

A chair is placed in the pool of light and he walks to the concealed camcorder connected to his computer with a mini DVD alread in the burner.

The camcorder is turned on, the computer and burner are turned on and he moves and checks that the patch of tape covers the recording light on the camcorder then goes to the door and summons her, "You may come in now and shut the door behind you please."

As he sits down behind his desk, "Take a seat please (indicating the chair in the light) and tell me your name."

 

[katalynn]

Kitty was getting impatient, granted she was late and probably deserved this.. but.. still. She didn't distrupt his class. Finally he opens the door and indicates for her to sit after she shuts the door.

"I am really sorry for being late to your class, I promise it won't happen again. I'm sure you know how the first of school is."

Kitty hadn't sit down yet, as if for the time she noticed how the room was. Dark, drapes were closed and the light was shining on the chair he wanted her in.

"Everyone calls me Kitty. And I really have to be going... Sir. I said I was sorry and I promise... I swear I won't be late again.."

She wasn't acting scared it was just her little innocent act, putting on this little "I'm sorry" puppy dog look. All the while she remained standing somewhat close to the door as if she was about to leave soon.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Dr. Rex Applegate:

"Apparently you misunderstood miss. That wasn't a request to sit down I was telling you to do so and I strongly suggest that you do it and right now.
"You and I will have a little chat and when I've finished then you may leave when I've dismissed you."

 

[Angelofsex]

Vicky Lake

My parents and I had a fight before leaving for a college away from all my friends. Being 18 means nothing to them, I still had to do what they want. I never wanted to go away to college; some county college would have been good for me.

Looking around this place as we were driving to the dorm, I could tell it was going to be boring. All I see are girls all over the place, what no college guys? This was getting me more piss off; I wouldn’t talk to my parents at all.

Being a freshman, having to live in a dorm with other girls and not having a car here really sucks. But the only thing that does that makes me happy, Rick and Jim said they would come and see me over the weekends. Rick was 28 and Jim was 32, and boy do they know how to put a smile on my face. It was so nice they gave me gifts before going away. The toys they gave me to keep me busy when they aren’t around. I have a vibrating cock and a clit massager from the both of them.

After I got settle in and some papers had to be sign, my parents bid me goodbye. Now looking at my schedule I could see I am late for my first class today. By right I should have been here yesterday, but I wasn’t going to come up a day early. I needed my fun, one more time.

I better put my tight jeans on and my halter-top, before going to find my next class. Taking one last look in the mirror, I do have to be thankful for my red hair from my mom. My hair was so red, looks life fire. Laughing to myself, like the fire that is inside me. Damn what the hell am I going to for fun here?

Closing the door, with books in arms, I when to check this college out. I have almost two hours till my next class. Lets see what these teachers looks like, maybe I might have a victim here yet.

 

[Plasmacaster]

Re: Grace

Grace hurried down the hall, her arms laden with books. She hadn't been able to find her locker and it was almost time for the bell to ring. Just before it did, she managed to slip through the door of the English Lit class taught by the Headmaster.

She settled into a chair close to the back of the room and tried to concentrate on what the Headmaster was saying. Suddenly a piece of paper landed on her desk. She opened the note and a nervous giggle escaped her throat when she read it.

Headmaster is a TWAT!

Her face blushed crimson as she realized the giggle was actually out loud. As the headmaster walked through the classroom, Grace desperately tried to hide the note. Her embarassment turned to a sickening thud in her belly when the Headmaster stopped at her desk and snatched the note from her.

The look of rage on his face was unmistakable. 'You,'stay behind after the lesson. I would like a wordwith you. What's your name?'

"Grace Thompson, sir," she said, barely able to force a whisper. "B..b..but, I didn't write it. It's not mine." Fear always made her babble and Grace didn't want to get in trouble on her first day, especially when she had done nothing wrong.

The lesson ended and I waited patiently for this 'Grace' to come to my desk. They all filed out slowly, avoiding my gaze. The redhead came last, looking down at the ground.

'You know of course that we believe strongly in discipline here.' She nodded, still looking down at the ground. Her chest heaved as she struggled to contain her emotions at being in trouble this early on the first day.

'I know that you did not write this letter and as such I am willing to show leniancy if you give me the name of the girl who passed it to you.'

She was almost crying now. How exquisite! 'Are you truly so afraid of me? Am I such an ogre in your eyes?'

She seemed to freeze for a moment, unsure of what to say. I reached out and cupped my hand underneath her chin making her look straight into my eyes. There was fear, and perhaps something more.

'You are such a beautiful young woman' Her eyes widened in surprise as I leaned in slowly and kissed her. Still she seemed frozen.

'You know, I could make your life in this school either very miserable or very good. Would you like to enjoy your time here?' Eyes still wide, she seemed unwilling to commit to any reply.

I continued on 'Well if you wish to see how much better it could be, all you have to do is give me one thing.'

'What do you want sir?' She was close to tears.

'Your body.'

 

[Plasmacaster]

Re: Grace

Double post.

 

[jaylene]

Tammy

Tammy hears the first bell and glances down at her class schedule.

“Oh crap,” she realizes that her first class is all the way across campus, and she is really going to have to hustle if she hopes to make it there on time. Her first inclination is to start running so she can make it on time, but her stubborn side puts her in check. She is so tired of living in fear of the staff here. So rather than run, she walks (briskly yes, she’ll admit that, but she isn’t scurrying about like all the other girls panicked at being late).

She hears the second bell ring, and sighs. It is official, she is now late to her first class. So much for ducking trouble this school year. As she strolls into her first class she gives a little pause when she sees that her professor is Dr. St. John-Smithe. She hasn’t had him yet as an instructor, but from what the girls say behind his back, he has the reputation of being a total perv. Rumor has it that he really enjoys the ‘exams’ that he gives the girls. He especially enjoys inspecting their wounds after punishment. She feels a sudden distaste for him, and isn’t totally sure if she can hide it.

She is walking to the back where there is an open desk, and she hears the professor droning on about the homework. She is hoping he’ll just ignore her tardiness, and begins to settle in her seat when she hears,

"What's your name girl?"

“Tammy” she replies, lifting her book bag off her shoulders and placing it by her feet. Tammy begins shuffling through her things looking for her notebook, textbooks, and pen. She can feel his eyes still boaring into her still, and is aware of the tension permeating the class.

“Yeah…sorry I’m late Mr. Smith, I got a little turned around trying to find your class,” as she says this she notices the class flinch, and her professor’s face flush red. It is then that her eye catches his title and the pronunciation of his name as he has written it on the board.

She can’t help but smirk when she realizes that she is just digging herself deeper. Well it is either laugh or cry, and Tammy has never been a crier.

“Now that I know where your class is, I can assure you it won’t happen again,” she says crossing her legs in front of her and leaning back in her chair.