Chapter Eight
Hannah had expected to follow the Governess up to her office but the woman continued down the corridor, unlocked a wooden door and then ushered her into a room with large windows that let in a pale sunlight which lit various intriguing items inside. Hannah stared in curiosity at the objects, most of which were covered in drapes, and Miss Stern smiled as she caught the girl's sidelong glances.
"Pay attention to me, girl, or that pretty bottom of yours will suffer again!" she snapped. "I have decided that you will need some extra training to catch up with the other girls in your dormitory. Firstly, we shall run through the different positions that you are going to present yourself in when ordered to do so."
Hannah managed to remember all of the poses and moved from one to the other gracefully under the Governess' stern scrutiny.
"Reasonable, Miller, considering you only learnt them today. Now back into the first position and wait while I get suitably attired to deal with you!"
Hannah sank down onto her knees swiftly and waited, wondering what the woman had meant as the Governess walked away, striding through a small door into another room. She took the opportunity to look around, eyes drawn first to the nearest item which was an off-centre cross set against the wall. Puzzled, she frowned and allowed her gaze to wander on, shivering slightly as she looked up at the ceiling and saw chains hanging down from bolts embedded securely in the wooden beams. There were ringbolts set into the floor too underneath and she suddenly visualised herself hanging there helplessly whilst a whip or cane played across her naked flesh.
The subsequent rush of arousal surprised Hannah as did the Governess when she re-emerged wearing a black basque that lifted her breasts up, silken stockings with black garters and a cock sticking out proudly in front of her. Hannah did a classic double-take as she watched it wobble from side to side as the woman walked closer and then she realised that it was an artificial phallus cleverly attached with leather straps to her body.
"Time to see if your lesson this morning on sucking was useful," Miss Stern remarked, coming to a halt right in front of Hannah so that the knob just tickled across her face before it rested against her lips. Hannah opened wide and licked around the end, discovering that the phallus was made out of some sort of hard rubber. Kneeling obediently, she laved and licked her way up and down the long shaft, covering it with her silvery spittle. Miss Stern watched on for a while then grabbed the girl's blonde curls and pushed the fat head of the prick inside her warm mouth.
"Some men like to take absolute control, young lady, and use your mouth for their pleasure. Relax your throat muscles and let the end glide in."
Hannah tried her best, stifling her gag reflex as the knob pushed to the back of her mouth and then a little further again. Her blue eyes widened in fear as it slid in deeper and she wondered how she was going to breathe until she was snapped at to inhale through her nostrils. She did so and scented the other woman's sweet aroma drifting up from between her thighs. A gush of love juice slithered out of Hannah's pussy at the thought of licking at Miss Stern's softness and then she was being impaled on the prick in her mouth, desperately trying not to panic as it slid in and out fast and hard. A minute or so and then the Governess stepped back, prick soaked with wetness and commanded Hannah to assume position two.
Hannah stretched out, arms well above her head while her face was pressed down to the wooden floorboards. She quivered with fear as the Governess walked round and knelt behind her, stroking the inside of her thighs for a few moments before fingertips brushed delicately across her labia.
"Wet already, Miller. You really are a natural submissive, aren't you? Now let me test that tight slit and see how much of this cock you can take!"
A moment for Hannah to think about what was going to happen and then she was sighing in sensual bliss as the blunt knob teased up the inside of her pale thighs and pressed insistently against her softness. Her breathing quickened and she could feel her heart thudding like a bass drum deep inside her chest as her folds parted willingly, slick with moisture and seemingly eager to accept the bulbous knob. Slowly and carefully, Miss Stern eased the tip inside, fingers squeezing and stroking the girl's soft arse cheeks as her own excitement grew as the other end of the rubbery dildo moved inside her own quim gently. She revelled in the feeling of being in absolute control as she inched the knob all the way inside then stilled for a while, allowing the girl to grow accustomed to the feeling of being opened up for the very first time.
Hannah sighed with delight as the blunt head of the cock pushed her wet lips apart easily and slid all the way inside. It was an oddly arousing feeling to have her body opened up and her inner walls clenched and pulsed around the invader, gripping at the rubbery shaft whilst her love juices trickled out and wetted the inside of her thighs. Little groans and moans seeped out from between her lips as Miss Stern started to move the cock in and out, pushing in deeper then sliding it out until just the broad tip was left to split her wetness in two. Slow strokes then fast, deep and then shallow teased and tantalised Hannah whilst hands gripped her hips and tugged her back into the thrusting cock. Time drifted by slowly as she moved ever closer towards her peak, body beginning to anticipate the delightful pleasure before the Governess cruelly slid the soaking prick out and snapped at her to resume the first position.