St Mansville

The rural community of St Mansville has one Church of the Holiest God, one grocery store, one cafe, one hardware store and three schools. One of those is a K-12 "public" school, although the entire school board consists of church elders who run the entire curriculum. The other two consist of the Women's College and the Men's College. These two campuses are located on opposite sides of the only highway leading both in and out of town. Because the community is small, many of the faculty teach classes on both sites, but the students are strictly segregated by gender. In fact upon enrolling at either college, students sign a strict lifestyle covenant. They are forbidden from leaving campus unless accompanied by school faculty, or their own parents for holidays. They are forbidden from most contact with members of the opposite sex except for school faculty, immediate family during visitation days, and for four hours each Saturday during which time "courtship" is permitted. Students who wish to take place in courtship are allowed to mingle with students of the opposite sex in a highly supervised cafeteria.

Covenant also forbids students from reading any books not approved by the school library, watching any television except for a selection of pre-approved VHS tapes and live religious services, provides a strict dress code, bans gambling, drugs, alcohol, dancing, music and masturbation. The school has no computers or internet, cell phones are forbidden and there is a strict 9pm curfew and 10pm lights out.

Required classes for all students at St. Mansville Women's College include Human Sexuality and Purity for Women, Domestic Duties for Wives and Mothers, Health and Wellness: Maintaining the Temple of Your Body, and Science and History according to the Bible. Each of these classes is required to be taken every semester, advancing from 101 and 102 freshman year to 401 and 402 senior year. Starting in sophomore year students may pick a "major" to prepare them to be Sunday School teachers, midwives, farmers wives or church secretaries.

It should go without saying, but St Mansville college has absolutely no valid accreditation, credits are not even remotely transferable to any legitimate school, and none of their degrees are valid for anything outside of the Church of the Holiest God, which is widely accepted to be a cult.

In short, St. Mansville College is the dream school for conservative religious parents looking to keep their young adult children sheltered and pure after high school. And for this reason many young adults are sent here from all over the country.

Margaret was one of those young adults. Her family had homeschooled all seven of their children. She was the youngest. Her childhood had been happy, but sheltered. She had never dated or even had friends who were boys. When she had gotten her first period her parents sat her down for "the talk," explaining only the very basics of how her husband would get her pregnant some day, and told her she was not to touch, look at or even think about boys until she was married.

Although her family lived hundreds of miles away, her oldest brother had graduated from St. Mansville and came home well prepared to be a leader in their church. Her other two brothers had skipped college to join their father's gravel business, and her sisters had all married men from their church shortly after turning 18. But the church was shrinking, and they hadn't been able to find a suitable husband for her, so shortly after she turned 18 her parents agreed to let her attend St. Mansville, with the hopes that she would be courted and marry a righteous man after graduation.

Students arrived on campus Sunday morning, with classes beginning the following day. They were instructed to wear a modest outfit and bring nothing from home. The freshman women's dormitory is a two story building with small tinted windows. On the first floor is a common room that functions as kitchen and living area. On the second floor all the women sleep in one large room with bunk beds lined up along both walls- twenty bunks in all, for a total of 40 beds. At either end of the bedroom is a bathroom with several toilets, sinks and showers all open to each other. One of the school tenants is that privacy breeds vanity and lust, so privacy is essentially non-existent.

In the main room the freshmen women were greeted by Mistress Florence, their dorm mother. She lined them up alphabetically by last name, and handed each of them a small cardboard box with a removable lid and their name stamped on the side.

"Welcome, freshmen class. In here you will find all the personal possessions you should need for the semester. Greed is a sin, so for all other things you will need to share."

Margaret opened her box and found two simple, folded floor-length gray dresses, with high collars and long sleeves. There was a pair of ballet-flat shoes, three pairs of white socks and one knee-length, three-quarter length sleeve gray cotton nightgown. There was also a toothbrush, hairbrush and simple gray headband, a pencil and a spiral bound book entitled "A Holy Education for Women."

"In this book you will find all of your required reading and assignments for your general education classes this semester. Now, please remove your clothing."

"Right here?" A young, pale blond girl who looked to be just barely 18 asked. She was standing directly to Margaret's left.

"Yes, miss Chelsea. You will rid yourselves of your clothing here and now. We will laundry your outside clothes and return them to you when it is time to return home for holiday."

The timid young women began to comply. Mistress Florence secured each woman's things in a bag labeled with their name, and then piled them all in a large gray rubber tote. Margaret removed her jeans and turtleneck sweatshirt, but then hesitated when she realized the box did not contain any underwear.

"Were we supposed to bring underwear from home?" She asked.

"No, miss Margaret. Please remove the rest of your clothing and put them in the bag."

Seeing her confused look, mistress Florence retrieved Margaret's workbook from her box and opened to the second page. She said, "allow me to quote from the St. Mansville Women's College Covenant, section 3. 'Proper attire will be worn at all times. During the day this consists of a full length, long sleeve, plain gray smock and simple flat shoes. When sequestered among dorm mates at night, a knee length nightgown with shorter sleeves may be appropriate.' Our school's founders said nothing of underclothes, and our current president believes that the covenant should be taken to its most literal interpretation. We find that it is easier to maintain discipline this way."

Margaret was still confused by this, but seeing most the other women around her did not appear bothered by nudity, she stripped off her remaining clothes and placed them in the bag.

As the students finished undressing Mistress Florence continued. "You all signed this covenant when enrolling in this school, as did your parents. If you read it in detail, you should also remember this part from section two. 'To ensure the safety of all students and to prevent the introduction of dangerous objects or substances, all student belongings and persons are subject to search on arrival to campus, and again whenever college staff or faculty deem it to be necessary.'"

With all 40 students now naked, the Mistress instructed, "Line up now, stay in order please and quickly. And silence please, there will be time set aside for conversation later. After I have searched your persons, you will carry your things upstairs and find the bed labeled with your name. You may then dress and put your things away in the drawers under the bottom bunk. You will need to be back down here in 1 hour to head to assembly."

She then unlocked a door that led to her private office. Margaret was third in line. The woman who was first was tall, with dark hair and olive skin. Mistress Florence beckoned her inside and shut the door. The students waiting could not hear much, but at one point the first student seemed to cry out in surprise or possibly pain. A few moments later the door opened and the tall woman scurried out and to the staircase, without making eye contact with anyone.

"Next, quickly please." Florence called from her office.

Chelsea, the petite blond went next. Margaret stepped to the front of the line. She could hear little through the door at first. Then apparently Mistress Florence felt the need to raise her voice, because Margaret easily made out the words "You signed this covenant, we expect you go abide by it. I won't ask again." Moments later Chelsea emerged stifling back tears and scurried away.

"Next," the mistress said impatiently. Margaret entered the office.

The room consisted of a desk, empty except for a box of gloves, bottle of hand sanitizer and another bottle labeled with the letters KY. There was an office chair on the opposite side of the desk positioned facing the door, and no other furniture or decor. To the left was a closed door that led to the Mistress's private bedroom. Mistress Florence stood in front of her desk. She sanitized her hands and then put on a fresh glove.

"Set your things down, face me and open your mouth please, arms out to the side.."

Margaret did as instructed. In her non-gloved hand Florence held a flashlight and shined it inside her mouth. She used her gloved hand to lift Margaret's sizable D cup breasts and inspect underneath them, Satisfied she said "good, now chest on the desk please, legs apart and spread your buttocks with your hands."

"What?" Margaret asked in surprise.

"I need to search your vaginal and anal cavities. Quickly please."

Something in Margaret's gut told her this was weird, but of course she had never been to school before, maybe this was common practice? And if the covenant said it was required, who was she to argue? After all her parents had signed it too, and they would know, right?

Margaret positioned herself as instructed. Mistress Florence placed a small glob of the KY on the tips of her pointer and middle fingers. She then stood behind Margaret and said "take a deep breath in, and then exhale when my fingers enter you, if you stay relaxed it will hurt less, and please don't scream it, echos in here." Then with no further warning she simultaneously plunged her middle finger into Margaret's vagina and her pointer finger into her anus. Margaret tried to breathe as instructed but the sudden feeling caused her to gasp instead. She blinked back tears from the sudden violation. It wasn't exactly painful, but it was humiliating. The older woman angled her fingers up, down, left and right and then withdrew.

Margaret didn't move at first, too shocked at what had just happened. After a few seconds the Mistress said, "you are dismissed." Margaret turned to leave, then the mistress reminded her "don't forget your things! Wouldn't want you to have to come back down here naked all over again, that would be embarrassing." Margaret swore she noticed a tiny smile on the woman's face as she gathered her box and rushed out of the room and up to find her bunk.

An hour later, dressed in their identical dresses, with their hair held back by identical gray headbands, the 40 women filed into the assembly hall single file behind their dorm Mistress. At assembly the freshmen always sit in the front of the room, with older students allowed seats progressively further back. Each year is accompanied by their own dorm mistress. Older students are identifiable by stripes sewn onto the right sleeve of their gowns - one stripe for sophomores, two for juniors and three for seniors. Different color stripes indicate their chosen majors.

Margaret was third in line again as they maintained alphabetical order. Chelsea had cried the entire time they dressed themselves, as had a few other women. None of them talked about the cavity search they had undergone. They did learn each others names by looking at the labels on their boxes, bunks and drawers. The first girl in line was named Hannah. The girl immediately after Margaret alphabetically was Samantha, she was shorter and curvy.

At St Mansville College, students remain on campus year round, except for a one week holiday at a Christmas and another at Easter. So although the freshmen were new, for the other classes this was just an ordinary Sunday assembly.

The school president was named Master Liefson. He was about 50, 5'10 with a slender build, salt and pepper hair, clean shaven and wore wire glasses. He presided over both the men's and women's colleges. Assembly at the Men's college was from 10-10:45 every Sunday, and then at the women's college from 11-11:45. He opened with a long winded prayer, asking for the Lord's guidance to new students, that their purity would be protected, that they would learn his teachings and grow to be faithful and obedient.

After about 15 minutes of prayer he switched subjects. "Section five of our covenant reads, 'for matters of discipline, when a student has been found in violation of this covenant, on the first offense they will receive private discipline, on the second similar offense they will be disciplined publicly at the next weekly assembly meeting, at the third they will be isolated from the rest of the students for a period of no less than fifteen and no more than 30 days based on the judgment of the college president, during which time they are to be disciplined publicly at each assembly meeting. And at the fourth offense they are to be expelled from the college, the procedure for which is outlined in section six.' Fortunately we haven't had an expulsion here in many years, so I will spare you all the reading of that section." He chuckled a bit at this. "But we do have several students needing public discipline today." He then called eleven different names, and from the upper classes those eleven students stood and walked to the front of the assembly. They lined up on stage in the order they had been called.

Starting at the left of the stage, master Liefson approached each student individually and read their violations from his notebook. To the first student he said "Miss Mary Erickson, you arrived late to kitchen duty twice this week. Last month you were also late twice, and received private discipline." To the second student he said "Miss Cate Harbringer, you were caught masturbating in the shower by a classmate. You have been disciplined for sexual misconduct twice before, once for physically touching a male student during courtship time and once for writing him an inappropriate letter. After today you will be isolated for 30 days. However as a courtesy to you, when in isolation you will have wrists restraints used to relieve you of the temptation to masterbate.

He continued down the line, giving details of every offense, including copying off another student's test, negative attitude toward an instructor, possession of an outside book, vain comments about someone's own appearance, and inappropriate sexual language toward another classmate. Then all eleven students were asked to position themselves for discipline.

They turned to face the wall of the stage behind them. Bending at the waist they each rested their forearms and heads on the wall, with their backsides towards the audience. The school president went down the line lifting their dresses up over their hips, exposing their bare bottoms to the entire school body.

The older students seemed completely unsurprised by this, but there were several gasps from the freshmen group. On stage some of the young women began to cry softly, whether out of embarrassment or fear of what was to come, Margaret couldn't be sure. She wondered for a moment if they were going to have a cavity search, but instead President Liefson removed his belt.

"Twenty lashes for sophomores," he began approaching the first woman, Mary. "Hopefully you learn all the lessons you need this year, because next year it will be 30. Count out loud please."

Margaret squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. The way the woman's backside reddened with each lash had a strange appeal, and Margaret noticed a warm feeling growing between her legs.

"Seven. Eight. Nine. T..ten." The woman counted through gritted teeth with each smack of the belt. The President paused at the half way point. He placed his bare hand on her reddened bottom and gave it a gentle rub. "You know we do this out of love from the Holiest God, my dear, and to prepare you for the discipline of your future husband."

"Yes sir, thank you sir," was her response.

The belting resumed a moment later. Smack. "Eleven." Smack. "Twelve." Smack. "Thirteen." He continued methodically, being sure to redden both buttocks, top and bottom.

After twenty he stepped to the next student, but he did not cover the backside of the first. She would remain in that position, ass exposed to the entire student body, until he finished disciplining all eleven.

The second student was Cate, being punished for sexual misconduct. She was a junior and therefore received 30 lashes. After the first ten the President paused as before to massage her backside. The warm feeling between Margaret's legs intensified when she saw that he brushed his hand against her inner thighs, barely missing the edges of her labia. "Given the nature of your infarctions, your second set of ten lashes will be delivered here. Bend all the way until your hands tough the floor and spread your legs a bit further please."

The woman did as told, but when his belt came down across her now exposed vulva she cried out in pain instead of counting. "Tut tut young miss, it only counts if I hear you say it." He delivered another sharp blow in the same spot and this time she managed to squeak out "Eleven!" Through her sobs. Her dress at this point had fallen all the way down to her neck, and so from the audience all the students could easily see her petite b-cup breasts as well as a clear view of her vulva, including the fuzzy red hair covering her mons. "Twelve!" She cried out as another blow landed in that most tender area. She was audibly wailing now, but managed to choke out "Thirteen" after the next loud smack. She made it through sixteen ok, but after seventeen her knees buckled and she nearly toppled over. The President paused for her to steady herself, then seemed to draw back even farther so that the 18th blow was the loudest yet. Margaret jumped at the sound, while simultaneously noticing a distinct wetness growing between her legs.

After the twentieth lash he paused again, and once again reached to massage the sore area. His hand pressed right against the red, swollen lips of her vulva and caressed. "You poor, sinful whore," he said in a soft but disdainful tone, "The holiest God wants so badly for us to help you live a pure, humble and obedient life. 30 days confinement means we will do this again at each of the next three assemblies. But perhaps if you show the utmost remorse and rehabilitation, the Lord will see fit to instruct me to be a bit more merciful next time. Now please return to your first position for your final ten lashes."

The woman did so, still crying softly. He finish her discipline with another ten lashes primarily across her buttocks, but some landing closer to her vulva again, and a few across the back of her thighs. Then he gave a few more gentle caresses before moving down the line.

After the final student had received her discipline he returned to the center of the stage. "You may kneel," he instructed the already humiliated women. They stood slowly, their dresses falling back into place, and then turned to face him and lowered themselves to their knees. Then he walked back down the row and stopped in front of each young woman.

"You are forgiven," he told Mary first, as she leaned forward and kissed his shoes. "Return to your seat."