The new week started with a bang for the second year females – literally. It had been announced at Sunday night's dinner that the timetable for their special classes had changed. On Monday evening all students were to assemble in the main hall. They were told only that this was to be another "physical". Everyone assume that they would be given another 'medical' inspection or subjected to some other humiliation. That was enough to get a few of the pupils quite excited.
Arriving at the hall, they all got a little surprise. Instead of medical equipment the room was set up with some strange looking frames. They were like A-frames but they had extra bars on either side, arranged at different heights. There were a few whispers about spanking frames. All students were ordered to strip off their skirts and, as they stood there bare-arsed, one of the senior instructors addressed them.
"Everyone has been working well. Your instructors are very pleased with the progress made by the second year women." There were smiles all round.
"We also have been informed that the university has set a heavy academic workload for you this week. Since your academic work is also very important for your future, the staff have decided to revise your training program. This is not a problem for us because it allows us to bring in the third year boys to assist with your training."
That news sent a ripple of muttering and excitement through the entire group. Older boys would be so much sexier than the second years from Friday night.
"Tonight the physical is a short session in corporal punishment." That meant some kind of spanking. Murmurs of delight and fear spread amongst them. "Of course, a number of you have already had your first training in spanking but don't worry. We have prepared something special for you," she said with a lewd grin.
One of the attendants demonstrated what was to be done. The students were divided into nine small groups. Each group had one of the special frames and, along with it, several members of staff. As their name was called, each student would be required to take up the proper position on the frame. They were shown how to do this – feet on the horizontal bar on one side, body bent completely over the high point of the frame and hands gripping the bar on the other side.
At this point Mistress Candace quietly brought the beautiful Elissa to stand next to Amanda and her roommates. The two "special" pupils smiled shyly at one another. Elissa's tight brown curls made her look even more attractive. Her breasts weren't as large, though, Amanda was happy to see.
At the command, Lisbeth made her way to the front and boldly took up position over the spanking frame. No-one was quite sure what was going to happen but Lis was ready to be spanked. She lifted her skirt and took up the perfect position. Everyone saw she'd spread her legs, making sure her hairless cunt was displayed.
Amanda took a quick look around. She knew a number of her peers had already been through a week's classes on spanking. It didn't mean they were impervious to pain, however. Amanda could see no sign of the young woman who'd cried on the first day of Lis's spanking classes.
"Students. To start it will be ten with the bare hand. Five on one side and then five on the other. After that you will receive the paddle. This will be another ten, alternating between each side of your bottom."
The "discipline" was to be delivered variously by instructors and attendants. As the first batch of young women assumed the position, skirts raised and buttocks thrusting out nicely, the designated staff stepped forward and drew back their hands.
At the command nine hands fell with force onto nine pert backsides. Those watching on could see the force being given to the upturned bottoms. The pain and humiliation for the students was evidenced by the shrill cries many of them released as the blows fell on them.
The noise of skin slapping against skin was tremendous and none of the staff halted until they'd delivered the first series of five blows. Most of the women flinched as each smack landed, clinching their young buttocks against the assault. With their legs spread, however, their cunts remained on display. This stuck in Amanda's thoughts. Their cunts were so often on display, accessible and available even during a spanking.
Everyone bent over a frame had one bright red cheek. The command was given again and the beatings were repeated on the other cheeks. It sounded like someone was sobbing softly. Nine young bottoms all turned a lovely shade of pink. Not one of the students dared to move an inch. Amanda looked closely but couldn't quite tell if Lisbeth's cunt was starting to moisten.
The paddles came out and the staff changed places. Next moment, the air was filled with the sound of those black leather weapons pounding on the backsides of helpless young women. To those watching, the paddle looked frightening. An instructor threatened to tie down a student who insisted on moving. Amanda held the hand of Jas, hoping to pass on some strength to the tiny Filipina. In her own mind, Amanda knew she'd have to somehow learn to accept the paddle – and worse.
Lis, with her fulsome arse, was in her element. By the completion of ten strokes of the paddle it was clear that the Dane was turned on. Her cunt lips had flared and there was an obvious glint of moisture. The others in the group were amazed that someone could become sexually aroused from being spanked in that way. "Nothing to compare to what we took in class," announced Lis boldly.
Grace was next on the spanking frame. She seemed happy to show off for her fellow students. She had well-rounded arse cheeks that wobbled just a little as the bare hand of the attendant slapped against them. The young women were not to know but that little wobble would make Grace even more attractive to certain dominants. Two of the instructors who were supervising took note and smiled at one another.
Amanda wondered how Grace would have looked with her big tits out and hanging, swinging as she took her 'punishment'. Then Amanda remembered that her new friend was a declared lesbian.
"Its better when she is naked and you can see her breasts," she whispered to Elissa.
"Those jugs are sensational," came the reply and a sly grin.
