The girls straightened their uniforms and made their way from the Principal's office back into the waiting room. Melanie was uncomfortably aware of the rivulets of cum running down her inner thighs, but without panties or a cloth there was nothing she could do about it. The secretary was already seated behind her desk, entering data into a spreadsheet and seemingly oblivious that just moments before she had been grinding her cunt in Melanie's face.
"Collars please." She asked briskly. The girls removed the soft bands from around their necks and handed them over. Jane, Sophie and Teal each received a thin blue thread that indicated that they had been spanked. Sophie was given a purple and white checked strip that meant she had deep-throated the full depth of the Principal's cock. "It's tricky to get that one," said the secretary with a sly grin. She handed Melanie back her plain ivory collar.
"Why don't I get anything?" said Melanie incredulously.
"Well you're still a virgin – you didn't actually take his cock did you?" replied the secretary tersely.
Melanie bowed her head. She was furious. She had been so sexually violated that her legs were still trembling, but it seemed that didn't mean anything. Hot tears and a sense of shame inexplicably overwhelmed her and she turned and fled from the office.
In fact it was two weeks before Melanie was called back to the Principal's office. During that time she had settled into a routine at the school. The girls all slept in a large dorm under the mastery of Miss White. During the day they attended classes. Melanie did not mind learning, she enjoyed the cooking and domestic duties lessons, sexual servitude, obedience training and self-presentation were also good. But her favourite class was history, taught by Miss Vanessa Kremp. The girls would learn about the fall and how the men had become infertile because of the disobedience of the women. The history lessons gave Melanie a solid understanding of why it was important to respect the differences between men and women and behave appropriately.
It was during an obedience theory lesson that Melanie was called to the Principal's office. She felt a tingle of anticipation when she received the message. She was not the same nervous novice that she was two weeks ago – but she was still very inexperienced.
The secretary welcomed Melanie with a thin smile of her full lips. She stood up from behind her desk; today she was just wearing a white lace apron. She had nothing else on and as she turned to lead the school girl into the inner office Melanie could count six bright red lines across the secretary's bare ass. She smiled to think of the older women getting some of what she dished out.
The Principal was seated behind his desk and seemed preoccupied with work.
"Have you had a period since I saw you Melanie?" He asked without looking up. The question surprised Melanie and she stammered in response.
"Um . . no, I haven't." He looked up and raised an eyebrow. He nodded to the secretary and handed her what looked like a white pen. The secretary walked over to Melanie and pulled the cap off the white stick.
"Wee on this," she said.
"What – why – here?" stuttered Melanie.
The secretary dropped to her knees and held the stick out about 2 feet above the hardwood floor. "Don't make me ask you again." She said sternly.
"But why? I don't understand." Said Melanie.
"Bend over the desk." Responded the secretary. Melanie detected the tone of voice and hurried to obey. Without any preliminaries the secretary began spanking Melanie's exposed ass with her bare hand.
"Melanie," said the Principal as he arose from his chair. "It's a pregnancy test. I want you to pee on the stick so that I know if you are pregnant from the cum I shot into your pussy two weeks ago. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir. Sorry sir." The slaps from the secretary were relentlessly increasing in intensity. Melanie had been taking her obedience training but she was still unprepared for this. She began to cry out in between spanks and tears began the stream down her face.
"Melanie, the very essence of obedience is to do exactly what you are told when you are told to do it without asking why. It is not important for you to understand why I am commanding you to urinate – but it is important that you do it immediately." lectured the Principal.
"Yes sir, at once sir, sorry sir" moaned Melanie.
The secretary ceased her onslaught and again proffered the stick. Melanie squatted above it and managed to send a golden stream that splashed all over the secretary's hand. 'That'll teach the bitch' she thought. The secretary collected the sample, snapped the lid back in place and slid the test across to the Principal. She took a handkerchief from the top draw to wipe her hand dry and then gave it to Melanie.
"Wipe up your mess."
